Jane Austen

[...] mindful of the feelings of others; and much was said on the subject of rain by both of them [to change topic].

To hear those beautiful lines which have frequently almost driven me wild, pronounced with such impenetrable calmness, such dreadful indifference!

[...] an earnest, an unceasing attention to self-interest, however its progress may be apparently obstructed, will do in securing every advantage of fortune, with no other sacrifice than that of time and conscience.

Brandon is just the kind of man [...] whom everybody speaks well of, and nobody cares about; whom all are delighted to see, and nobody remembers to talk to.

They gave themselves up wholly to their sorrow, seeking increase of wretchedness in every reflection that could afford it, and resolved against ever admitting consolation in future.

[...] a punctuality not very agreeable to their sister-in-law, who [...] was then hoping for some delay on their part that might inconvenience either herself or her coachman.

Elinor agreed with it all, for she did not think he deserved the compliment of rational opposition.

He was not an ill-disposed young man, unless to be rather cold hearted, and rather selfish, is to be ill-disposed.

[...] people always live for ever when there is any annuity to be paid them.

As it was impossible however now to prevent their coming, Lady Middleton resigned herself to the idea of it, with all the philosophy of a well bred woman, contenting herself with merely giving her husband a gentle reprimand on the subject five or six times every day.

I did not then know what it was to love [...] had I really loved, could I have sacrificed my feelings to vanity, to avarice?

Her mind did become settled, but it was settled in a gloomy dejection. She felt the loss of Willoughby's character yet more heavily than she had felt the loss of his heart...