I pay very little regard...to what any young person says on the subject of marriage. If they profess a disinclination for it, I only set it down that they have not yet seen the right person.
Jane AustenRead
Had I been in love, I could not have been more wretchedly blind. But vanity, not love, has been my folly.
Interpretation
The speaker reflects on how vanity can mislead one in matters of the heart, leading to suffering and blindness to reality.
In this quote, Jane Austen suggests that what she perceived as love was actually a result of her own vanity, causing her to be foolishly oblivious to the truth. This highlights the distinction between genuine love and a self-centered illusion, emphasizing the emotional turmoil that can arise when one is blinded by ego rather than true affection.
In practice
In a discussion about the nature of love vs vanity in relationships.
I pay very little regard...to what any young person says on the subject of marriage. If they profess a disinclination for it, I only set it down that they have not yet seen the right person.
Nobody could catch cold by the sea; nobody wanted appetite by the sea; nobody wanted spirits; nobody wanted strength. Sea air was healing, softening, relaxing - fortifying and bracing - seemingly just as was wanted - sometimes one, sometimes the other. If the sea breeze failed, the seabath was the certain corrective; and where bathing disagreed, the sea air alone was evidently designed by nature for the cure.
He certainly is very agreeable, and I give you leave to like him. You have liked many a stupider person.
A person who is knowingly bent on bad behavior, gets upset when better behavior is expected of them.
You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever.
She hoped to be wise and reasonable in time; but alas! Alas! She must confess to herself that she was not wise yet.
The best portion of a good man's life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.
Romantic love is an illusion. Most of us discover this truth at the end of a love affair or else when the sweet emotions of love lead us into marriage and then turn down their flames.
Love is trusting, accepting, and believing, without guarantee. Love is patient and waits, but it's an active waiting, not a passive one. For it is continually offering itself in a mutual revealing, a mutual sharing. Love is spontaneous and craves expression through joy, through beauty, through truth, even through tears.
Those with open hearts always have open hands.
Unselfish love does not exploit its object and it does not ask for anything in return.
She, though in full-blown flower of glorious beauty, Grows cold even in the summer of her age.
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