There is something so INEVITABLE about seven-and-twenty; it is decidedly on the wrong side of the decade for a lady, particularly an unmarried one.
She could not give him power over her. She gave no man that. I don’t deal in bonds, sir, she called back over her shoulder as she fled for the stables. They’re too much like chains.
We cannot expect the men we appoint to govern us, to be better than ourselves.
The world, however bleak I have found it in the last few weeks, must nonetheless be formed of goodness, if but a few moments in Nature’s company may suffice to renew one’s health and mental aspect.
The little fever of envy, once caught, is the ruin of all happiness.
The fate of all things cherished and expensive, to be lost at hazard, and well before their time
Providence, assuredly, is a mysterious mover, and who is Jane to ignore it's direction?
So that's the way of it, is it. Mr. Taylor rejoined, not to be deterred. You intend to tell us nothing? The ways of Justice, like the secrets of the marriage bed, are best enshrouded in silence, Nedd...
The chief rule of British Society: Sleep where you like, but be in your own bed by morning.
The landscape artist had captured a distant prospect of an ancient hillside, surmounted by cyprus and a few tumbled columns; the mood was one of desolation and peace, a glorious past recalled, and now...
Is lawlessness to be permitted, simply because it is effected with a certain style? Jane, Jane! Where are your finer sensibilities? All o'erthrown, by a man with a golden tongue and a mocking glance?
It is ever thus. We find the words to speak when all hope of converse is past.
Men will find a reason to kill each other anywhere,
I was treated once more to a novelist's valuable lesson, however—in apprehending that one's perception of plot and character are influenced entirely by one's own experience. To hear Mary tell the stor...
I admire your courage. It is rare to find a woman who places her personal happiness above her fears for the future.
A great deal of hurt has been done in the name of honesty,
There is nothing like a bit of ink to bring reason to the most disordered mind.
The long blue shadows of afternoon advanced before me like cheerful ghosts of last summer's growth, dancing past the withered flower borders and the stiff hedges to fall at the feet of a stone nymph,...
This is fine living, indeed, Neddie cried. Poor Collingforth is charged with murder, and you can do nothing but consume a quantity of cake!I closed my book and surveyed him narrowly. Lizzy had informe...
Life's burdens may only be overcome by a summoning of inner resources: by a dependence not upon others, but upon the qualities of spirit and mind.
