Emma Woodhouse, handsome, clever, and rich, with a comfortable home and happy disposition, seemed to unite some of the best blessings of existence; and had lived nearly twenty-one years in the world with very little to distress or vex her.

We are all fools in love.

Did not you? I did for you. But that is one great difference between us. Compliments always take you by surprise, and me never.

Everything nourishes what is strong already

Selfishness must always be forgiven you know, because there is no hope of a cure.

It was a delightful visit;-perfect, in being much too short.

A person who can write a long letter with ease, cannot write ill.