Quotes from book

Persuasion

“Your countenance perfectly informs me that you were in company last night with the person, whom you think the most agreeable in the world, the person who interests you at this present time, more than all the rest of the world put together.”

“You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope… I have loved none but you.”

“Time will explain.”

“One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering.”

“The one claim I shall make for my own sex is that we love longest, when all hope is gone.”

“I hate to hear you talk about all women as if they were fine ladies instead of rational creatures. None of us want to be in calm waters all our lives.”

“My idea of good company… is the company of clever, well-informed people, who have a great deal of conversation; that is what I call good company.'
'You are mistaken,' said he gently, 'that is not good company, that is the best.”

“When the evening was over, Anne could not be amused…nor could she help fearing, on more serious reflection, that, like many other great moralists and preachers, she had been eloquent on a point in which her own conduct would ill bear examination.”

“… I will not allow books to prove any thing."
"But how shall we prove any thing?"
"We never shall.”

“If there is any thing disagreeable going on, men are always sure to get out of it.”

“She hoped to be wise and reasonable in time; but alas! Alas! She must confess to herself that she was not wise yet.”

“Anne hoped she had outlived the age of blushing; but the age of emotion she certainly had not.”

“I do think that men can forget a lost love quickly. I know that women would find it much harder.”

“her spirits wanted the solitude and silence which only numbers could give.”

“There, he had seen every thing to exalt in his estimation the woman he had lost, and there begun to deplore the pride, the folly, the madness of resentment, which had kept him from trying to regain her when thrown in his way.”

“Let us never underestimate the power of a well-written letter.”

“she thought it was the misfortune of poetry, to be seldom safely enjoyed by those who enjoyed it completely; and that the strong feelings which alone could estimate it truly, were the very feelings which ought to taste it but sparingly.”

“… when pain is over, the remembrance of it often becomes a pleasure.”

“All the privilege I claim for my own sex (it is not a very enviable one: you need not covet it), is that of loving longest, when existence or when hope is gone!”