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Loss Of Virtue In A Female Is Irretrievable; That One False Step Involves Her In Endless Ruin; That Her Reputation Is No Less Brittle Than It Is Beautiful; And That She Cannot Be Too Much Guarded In Her Behaviour Towards The Undeserving Of The Other Sex.

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Loss Of Virtue In A Female Is Irretrievable; That One False Step Involves Her In Endless Ruin; That Her Reputation Is No Less Brittle Than It Is Beautiful; And That She Cannot Be Too Much Guarded In Her Behaviour Towards The Undeserving Of The Other Sex.

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There Will Be Little Rubs And Disappointments Everywhere, And We Are All Apt To Expect Too Much; But Then, If One Scheme Of Happiness Fails, Human Nature Turns To Another; If The First Calculation Is Wrong, We Make A Second Better: We Find Comfort Somewhere.

My Ideas Flow So Rapidly That I Have Not Time To Express Them──by Which Means My Letters Sometimes Convey No Ideas At All To My Correspondents.

Time Will Generally Lessen The Interest Of Every Attachment Not Within The Daily Circle.

He Is A Gentleman; I Am A Gentleman's Daughter; So Far We Are Equal.

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Have You Any Other Objection Than Your Belief Of My Indifference?" - Elizabeth Bennet

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And You Are Never To Stir Out Of Doors Till You Can Prove That You Have Spent Ten Minutes Of Every Day In A Rational Manner.

Sitting With Her On Sunday Evening - A Wet Sunday Evening - The Very Time Of All Others When If A Friend Is At Hand The Heart Must Be Opened, And Every Thing Told.

The Most Incomprehensible Thing In The World To A Man, Is A Woman Who Rejects His Offer Of Marriage!

Where Any One Body Of Educated Men, Of Whatever Denomination, Are Condemned Indiscriminately, There Must Be A Deficiency Of Information, Or...of Something Else.

There Is Nothing Like Staying At Home For Real Comfort.

If This Man Had Not Twelve Thousand A Year, He Would Be A Very Stupid Fellow.

I Have No Talent For Certainty.

Where An Opinion Is General, It Is Usually Correct.

Heaven Forbid! -- That Would Be The Greatest Misfortune Of All! -- To Find A Man Agreeable Whom One Is Determined To Hate! -- Do Not Wish Me Such An Evil.

To Take A Dislike To A Young Man, Only Because He Appeared To Be Of A Different Disposition From Himself, Was Unworthy The Real Liberality Of Mind

Full Many A Flower Is Born To Blush Unseen, And Waste Its Fragrance On The Desert Air.

When The Evening Was Over, Anne Could Not Be Amused…nor Could She Help Fearing, On More Serious Reflection, That, Like Many Other Great Moralists And Preachers, She Had Been Eloquent On A Point In Which Her Own Conduct Would Ill Bear Examination.

To Be Claimed As A Good, Though In An Improper Style, Is At Least Better Than Being Rejected As No Good At All.

Teach Us Almighty Father, To Consider This Solemn Truth, As We Should Do, That We May Feel The Importance Of Every Day, And Every Hour As It Passes.

The Very First Moment I Beheld Him, My Heart Was Irrevocably Gone.

She Looked Back As Well As She Could; But It Was All Confusion. She Had Taken Up The Idea, She Supposed And Made Everything Bend To It.

But Remember That The Pain Of Parting From Friends Will Be Felt By Everybody At Times, Whatever Be Their Education Or State. Know Your Own Happiness. You Want Nothing But Patience; Or Give It A More Fascinating Name: Call It Hope.

Surprises Are Foolish Things. The Pleasure Is Not Enhanced, And The Inconvenience Is Often Considerable.

Pleasant Surprises

What Dreadful Hot Weather We Have! It Keeps One In A Continual State Of Inelegance.

But When A Young Lady Is To Be A Heroine, The Perverseness Of Forty Surrounding Families Cannot Prevent Her. Something Must And Will Happen To Throw A Hero In Her Way.

Marriage Is Indeed A Maneuvering Business.

Do You Talk By Rule, Then, While You Are Dancing?" Sometimes. One Must Speak A Little, You Know. It Would Look Odd To Be Entirely Silent For Half An Hour Together, And Yet For The Advantage Of Some, Conversation Ought To Be So Arranged As That They May Have The Trouble Of Saying As Little As Possible.

The Distance Is Nothing When One Has A Motive.

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I Want Nothing But Death.

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She Knew That When She Played She Was Giving Pleasure Only To Herself; But This Was No New Sensation

The Less Said The Better.

The Post-office Is A Wonderful Establishment! The Regularity And Dispatch Of It! If One Thinks Of All That It Has To Do, And All That It Does So Well, It Is Really Astonishing!

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Her Family Had Of Late Been Exceedingly Fluctuating. For Many Years Of Her Life She Had Had Two Sons; But The Crime And Annihilation Of Edward A Few Weeks Ago, Had Robbed Her Of One; The Similar Annihilation Of Robert Had Left Her For A Fortnight Without Any; And Now, By The Resurrection Of Edward, She Had One Again.

Let Other Pens Dwell On Guilt And Misery. I Quit Such Odious Subjects As Soon As I Can, Impatient To Restore Everybody Not Greatly In Fault Themselves To Tolerable Comfort, And To Have Done With All The Rest.

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