For What Do We Live, But To

He Had An Affectionate Heart. He Must Love Somebody.

Where The Heart Is Really Attached, I Know Very Well How Little One Can Be Pleased With The Attention Of Any Body Else.

Where Shall We See A Better Daughter, Or A Kinder Sister, Or A Truer Friend?

Fine Dancing, I Believe, Like Virtue, Must Be Its Own Reward.

She Tried To Explain The Real State Of The Case To Her Sister. "i Do Not Attempt To Deny," Said She, "that I Think Very Highly Of Him--that I Greatly Esteem, That I Like Him." Marianne Here Burst With Forth With Indignation: "esteem Him! Like Him! Cold-hearted Elinor. Oh! Worse Than Cold-hearted! Ashamed Of Being Otherwise. Use Those Words Again, And I Will Leave The Room This Moment." Elinor Could Not Help Laughing. "excuse Me," Said She, "and Be Assured That I Meant No Offence To You, By Speaking, In So Quiet A Way, Of My Own Feelings.