She will never submit to any thing requiring industry and patience, and a subjection of the fancy to the understanding.

Time did not compose her.

A novel must show how the world truly is. Somehow, reveals the true source of our actions.

It is a difference of opinion which does not admit of proof. We each begin probably with a little bias towards our own sex, and upon that bias build every circumstance in favour of it which has occurred within our own circle.

Your countenance perfectly informs me that you were in company last night with the person, whom you think the most agreeable in the world, the person who interests you at this present time, more than all the rest of the world put together.

for he is such a disagreeable man, that it would be quite a misfortune to be liked by him.

Do you not want to know who has taken it?" cried his wife impatiently.