Anne Elliot

Facts or opinions which are to pass through the hands of so many, to be misconceived by folly in one, and ignorance in another, can hardly have much truth left.

All the privilege I claim for my own sex (it is not a very enviable one; you need not covet it), is that of loving longest, when existence or when hope is gone.

A persuadable temper might sometimes be as much in favour of happiness as a very resolute character.

There is hardly any personal defect, which an agreeable manner might not gradually reconcile one to.

... when pain is over, the remembrance of it often becomes a pleasure. One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering.