... they know little of the passions who seek to argue with that most intractable of them all, the fear that is born of love.
Nothing so pretty to look at as my garden!
Enthusiasm is very catching, especially when it is very eloquent.
Fashion is a capricious deity.
Autumn glows upon us like a splendid evening; it is the very sunset of the year.
I have discovered that our great favourite, Miss Austen, is my countrywoman...with whom mamma before her marriage was acquainted. Mamma says that she was then the prettiest, silliest, most affected, husband-hunting butterfly she ever remembers...