It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment
We are all fools in love.
"Will you tell me how long you have loved him?" "It has been coming on so gradually, that I hardly know when it began"
I could not have been more wretched blind, but vanity, not love, has been my folly.
You have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love... I love... I love you. I never wish to be parted from you, from this day on
In vain, I have struggled. It will not my feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire you and love you.