There are some situations of the human mind in which good sense has very little power.

I do not believe a word of it, my dear. If he had been so very agreeable, he would have talked to Mrs. Long. But I can guess how it was; everybody says that he is eat up with pride, and I dare say he had heard somehow that Mrs. Long does not keep a carriage, and had come to the ball in a hack chaise.

I have not known him long indeed, but I am much better acquainted with him than I am with any other creature in the world.

He was the proudest, most disagreeable man in the world, and every body hoped that he would never come there again.

There is no other enjoyment like reading.

A woman of seven-and-twenty, said Marianne, after pausing a moment, can never hope to feel or inspire affection again, and if her home be uncomfortable, or her fortune small, I can suppose that she might bring herself to submit to the offices of a nurse, for the sake of the provision and security of a wife.

And no other attempt made at secrecy than Mrs. Norris's talking of it everywhere as a matter not to be talked of at present.