Oh! I am delighted with the book! I should like to spend my whole life in reading it.

Sitting with her on Sunday evening - a wet Sunday evening - the very time of all others when if a friend is at hand the heart must be opened, and every thing told.

He listened to her with silent attention, and on her ceasing to speak, rose directly from his seat, and after saying in a voice of emotion, 'To your sister I wish all imaginable happiness; to Willoughby, that he may endeavor to deserve her,' took leave, and went away.

Mr. Collins is a conceited, pompous, narrow-minded, silly man; you know he is, as well as I do; and you must feel, as well as I do, that the woman who married him cannot have a proper way of thinking.

Dress is at all times a frivolous distinction, and excessive solicitude about it often destroys its own aim.

We are all fools in love.

There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.