I Am Happier Than Jane; She Only

A Lady's Imagination Is Very Rapid; It Jumps From Admiration To Love, From Love To Matrimony In A Moment.

From A Night Of More Sleep Than She Had Expected, Marianne Awoke The Next Morning To The Same Consciousness Of Misery In Which She Had Closed Her Eyes.

Where Shall We See A Better Daughter, Or A Kinder Sister, Or A Truer Friend?

Better Be Without Sense Than Misapply It As You Do.

I Do Not Know Whether It Ought To Be So, But Certainly Silly Things Do Cease To Be Silly If They Are Done By Sensible People In An Impudent Way. Wickedness Is Always Wickedness, But Folly Is Not Always Folly.