One man's ways may be as good as another's, but we all like our own best.
There could have never been two hearts so open, no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison, no countenances so beloved. Now they were as strangers; nay, worse than strangers, for they could never become acquainted. It was a perpetual estrangement.
I have read your book, and I disapprove.
Those who have not more must be satisfied with what they have.
a vast deal may be done by those who dare to act.
Mr. Knightley seemed to be trying not to smile; and succeeded without difficulty, upon Mrs. Elton's beginning to talk to him.