Everything Nourishes What Is Strong Already

Where Any One Body Of Educated Men, Of Whatever Denomination, Are Condemned Indiscriminately, There Must Be A Deficiency Of Information, Or...of Something Else.

Nay," Cried Bingley, "this Is Too Much, To Remember At Night All The Foolish Things That Were Said In The Morning.

Yes, I Found Myself, By Insensible Degrees, Sincerely Fond Of Her; And The Happiest Hours Of My Life Were What I Spent With Her.

But For My Own Part, If A Book Is Well Written, I Always Find It Too Short.

What! Would I Be Turned Back From Doing A Thing That I Had Determined To Do, And That I Knew To Be Right, By The Airs And Interference Of Such A Person, Or Any Person I May Say? No, I Have No Idea Of Being So Easily Persuaded. When I Have Made Up My Mind, I Have Made It.