Trusting That You Will Some

My Ideas Flow So Rapidly That I Have Not Time To Express Them──by Which Means My Letters Sometimes Convey No Ideas At All To My Correspondents.

Sometimes The Last Person On Earth You Want To Be With Is The One Person You Can't Be Without.

“i Often Think,” Said She, “that There Is Nothing So Bad As Parting With One's Friends. One Seems So Forlorn Without Them.”

You May Only Call Me "mrs. Darcy"... When You Are Completely, And Perfectly, And Incandescently Happy.

One Half Of The World Cannot Understand The Pleasures Of The Other.