For weeks, Marianne, I’ve had this pressing on me without being at liberty to speak of it to a single creature. “What do you know of my heart? What do you know of anything but your own suffering. “Yes, I found myself, by insensible degrees, sincerely fond of her and the happiest hours of my life were what I spent with her.” “If I could but know his heart, everything would become easy.” Seven years would be insufficient to make some people acquainted with each other, and seven days are more than enough for others.” “It is not time or opportunity that is to determine intimacy - it is disposition alone. “That Marianne found her own happiness in forming his, was equally the persuasion and delight of each observing friend.” “The more I know of the world, the more I am convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can really love.
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