Quote by Jane Austen (1775-1817)

• One cannot be always laughing at a man without now and then stumbling on something witty.

• Where so many hours have been spent in convincing myself that I am right, is there not some reason to fear I may be wrong?

• There is no charm equal to tenderness of heart.

• I do not want people to be agreeable, as it saves me that trouble of liking them.

• We met Dr. Hall in such deep mourning that either his mother, his wife, or himself must be dead.

• In every power, of which taste is the foundation, excellence is pretty fairly divided between the sexes.