Here I am once more in this scene of dissipation and vice, and I begin already to find my morals corrupted."
-- Jane Austen's Letters August 1796

“Is not poetry the food of love?”

“To be so bent on Marriage - to pursue a man merely for the sake of situation - …”

“She hoped to be wise and reasonable in time; but alas! Alas! She must confess t…”

“She longed to know what at the moment was passing in his mind, in what manner h…”