Where The Waters Do Agree, It Is

She Was Sensible And Clever, But Eager In Everything; Her Sorrows, Her Joys, Could Have No Moderation.

But To Appear Happy When I Am So Miserable — Oh! Who Can Require It?

'my Fingers,' Said Elizabeth, 'do Not Move Over This Instrument In The Masterly Manner Which I See So Many Woman's Do. They Have Not The Same Force Of Rapidity And Do Not Possess The Same Expression. But Then I Have Always Supposed It To Be My Own Fault - Because I Would Not Take The Trouble Of Practicing. It Is Not That I Do Not Believe My Fingers As Capable As Any Other Woman's Of Superior Execution.' Darcy Smiled And Said, 'you Are Perfectly Right.'

I Will Not Say That Your Mulberry Trees Are Dead; But I Am Afraid They're Not Alive.

A Woman Of Seven And Twenty, Said Marianne, After Pausing A Moment, Can Never Hope To Feel Or Inspire Affection Again.