Do Not Give Way To

I Am Now Convinced That I Have Never Been Much In Love; For Had I Really Experienced That Pure And Elevating Passion, I Should At Present Detest His Very Name, And Wish Him All Manner Of Evil. But My Feelings Are Not Only Cordial Towards Him; They Are Even Impartial Towards Her. I Cannot Find Out That I Hate Her At All, Or That I Am In The Least Unwilling To Think Her A Very Good Sort Of Girl. There Can Be No Love In All This.

Sir Walter Elliot, Of Kellynch-hall, In Somersetshire, Was A Man Who, For His Own Amusement, Never Took Up Any Book But The Barontage; There He Found Occupation For An Idle Hour, And Consolation In A Distressed One; . . .

Vanity Working On A Weak Head, Produces Every Sort Of Mischief.

There Is No Reason In The World Why You Should Not Be Important Where You Are Known. You Have Good Sense, And A Sweet Temper, And I Am Sure You Have A Grateful Heart, That Could Never Receive Kindness Without Hoping To Return It. I Do Not Know Any Better Qualifications For A Friend And Companion.

The Distance Is Nothing When One Has A Motive.