Now Be Sincere; Did You

We Certainly Do Not Forget You As Soon As You Forget Us. It Is, Perhaps, Our Fate Rather Than Our Merit. We Cannot Help Ourselves. We Live At Home, Quiet, Confined, And Our Feelings Prey Upon Us. You Are Forced On Exertion. You Have Always A Profession, Pursuits, Business Of Some Sort Or Other, To Take You Back Into The World Immediately, And Continual Occupation And Change Soon Weaken Impressions.

Success Supposes Endeavour.

One Has Not Great Hopes From Birmingham. I Always Say There Is Something Direful In The Sound.

I Certainly Have Not The Talent Which Some People Possess," Said Darcy, "of Conversing Easily With Those I Have Never Seen Before. I Cannot Catch Their Tone Of Conversation, Or Appear Interested In Their Concerns, As I Often See Done.

Had I Been In Love, I Could Not Have Been More Wretchedly Blind. But Vanity, Not Love, Has Been My Folly.