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Know your own happiness.
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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.
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Oh! Single, my dear, to be sure! A single man of large fortune; four or five thousand a year. What a fine thing for our girls!
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I do not find myself making any use of the word sacrifice.
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It is very often nothing but our own vanity that deceives us. Women fancy admiration means more than it does. And men take care that they should.
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Facts or opinions which are to pass through the hands of so many, to be misconceived by folly in one, and ignorance in another, can hardly have much truth left.
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Time, time will heal the wound.
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She is tolerable, but not handsome enough to tempt me, and I am in no humor at present to give consequence to young ladies who are slighted by other men.
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Vanity, not love, has been my folly.
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I am excessively diverted.
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Nobody could catch cold by the sea; nobody wanted appetite by the sea; nobody wanted spirits; nobody wanted strength. Sea air was healing, softening, relaxing - fortifying and bracing - seemingly just as was wanted - sometimes one, sometimes the other. If the sea breeze failed, the seabath was the certain corrective; and where bathing disagreed, the sea air alone was evidently designed by nature for the cure.
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If I am wrong, I am doing what I believe to the right.
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They are much to be pitied who have not been given a taste for nature early in life.
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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.
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Money can only give happiness where there is nothing else to give it.
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Upon the whole, therefore, she found, what has been sometimes found before, that an event to which she had looked forward with impatient desire, did not in taking place, bring all the satisfaction she had promised herself. It was consequently necessary to name some other period for the commencement of actual felicity; to have some other point on which her wishes and hopes might be fixed, and by again enjoying the pleasure of anticipation, console herself for the present, and prepare for another disappointment.
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And what am I to do on the occasion? -- It seems an hopeless business.
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She went, however, and they sauntered about together many a half hour in Mr. Grant's shrubbery, the weather being unusually mild for the time of year, and venturing sometimes even to sit down on one of the benches now comparatively unsheltered, remaining there perhaps till, in the midst of some tender ejaculation of Fanny's on the sweets of so protracted an autumn, they were forced by the sudden swell of a cold gust shaking down the last few yellow leaves about them, to jump up and walk for warmth.
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I should not mind anything at all.
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To wish was to hope, and to hope was to expect
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The less said the better.
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Time will generally lessen the interest of every attachment not within the daily circle.
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What are men to rocks and mountains?
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She knew that when she played she was giving pleasure only to herself; but this was no new sensation...