“My heart is, and always will be, yours.”

Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its fragrance on the desert air.

He is a gentleman; I am a gentleman’s daughter; so far we are equal.

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

Vanity working on a weak head, produces every sort of mischief.

One man’s ways may be as good as another’s, but we all like our own best.

Know your own happiness. You want nothing but patience or give it a more fascinating name, call it hope.

The distance is nothing when one has a motive.

There is no charm equal to tenderness of heart.

Success supposes endeavour.

She hoped to be wise and reasonable in time; but alas! Alas! She must confess to herself that she was not wise yet.

You have qualities which I had not before supposed to exist in such a degree in any human creature. You have some touches of the angel in you.

I have not the pleasure of understanding you.

I may have lost my heart, but not my self-control.

How wonderful, how very wonderful the operations of time, and the changes of the human mind!

But people themselves alter so much, that there is something new to be observed in them for ever.

When pain is over, the remembrance of it often becomes a pleasure.