It Sometimes Happens That A

Where The Wound Had Been Given, There Must The Cure Be Found, If Any Where.

I Frequently Observe That One Pretty Face Would Be Followed By Five And Thirty Frights.

We Certainly Do Not Forget You, So Soon As You Forget Us. It Is, Perhaps, Our Fate Rather Than Our Merit. We Cannot Help Ourselves.

Emma Woodhouse, Handsome, Clever, And Rich, With A Comfortable Home And Happy Disposition, Seemed To Unite Some Of The Best Blessings Of Existence; And Had Lived Nearly Twenty-one Years In The World With Very Little To Distress Or Vex Her.

You Showed Me How Insufficient Were All My Pretensions To Please A Woman Worthy Of Being Pleased.