Marianne was silent; it was impossible for her to say what she did not feel, however trivial the occasion.
Jane AustenMy ideas flow so rapidly that I have not time to express themโโby which means my letters sometimes convey no ideas at all to my correspondents.
Jane AustenI have faults enough, but they are not, I hope, of understanding. My temper I dare not vouch for. It is, I believe, too little yieldingโ certainly too little for the convenience of the world. I cannot forget the follies and vices of other so soon as I ought, nor their offenses against myself. My feelings are not puffed about with every attempt to move them. My temper would perhaps be called resentful. My good opinion once lost, is lost forever.
Jane Austen