I hate to hear you talk about all women as if they were fine... - Jane Austen, Persuasion

"...when pain is over, the remembrance of it often becomes a pleasure."

"There could have been no two hearts so open, no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison"

"...I will not allow books to prove any thing.""But how shall we prove any thing?""We never shall."

"She had been forced into prudence in her youth, she learned romance as she grew older: the natural sequel of an unnatural beginning."

"Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death."