she thought it was the misfortune of poetry, to be seldom safely enjoyed by those who enjoyed it completely; and that the strong feelings which alone could estimate it truly, were the very feelings which ought to taste it but sparingly.
Jane AustenTo take a dislike to a young man, only because he appeared to be of a different disposition from himself, was unworthy the real liberality of mind
Jane AustenA lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.
Jane Austen