- If any one faculty of our nature may be called more wonderful than the rest, I do think it is memory. The memory is sometimes so retentive, so serviceable, so obedient--at others, so bewildered and so weak--and at others again, so tyrannic, so beyond control! We are to be sure a miracle every way--but our powers of recollecting and of forgetting, do seem peculiarly past finding out.
- [her last words, when asked by her sister Cassandra if there was anything she wanted] Nothing, but death.
- [when asked why her heroines always flawed] Pictures of perfection make me sick and wicked.
- One half of the world cannot understand the pleasures of the other.
- It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
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