If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.

Self-knowledge is the first step to maturity.

Perfect happiness, even in memory, is not common.

There are certainly not so many men of large fortune in the world, as there are pretty women to deserve them.

I know so many who have married in the full expectation and confidence of some one particular advantage in the connection, or accomplishment, or good quality in the person, who have found themselves entirely deceived, and been obliged to put up with exactly the reverse. What is this but a take in?

Sir Walter Elliot, of Kellynch-hall, in Somersetshire, was a man who, for his own amusement, never took up any book but the Barontage; there he found occupation for an idle hour, and consolation in a distressed one; . . .

You expect me to account for opinions which you choose to call mine, but which I have never acknowledged.