Quotes on Marianne Dashwood

What do you know of my heart? What do you know of anything but your own suffering. For weeks, Marianne, I've had this pressing on me without being at liberty to speak of it to a single creature. It was forced on me by the very person whose prior claims ruined all my hope. I have endured her exultations again and again whilst knowing myself to be divided from Edward forever. Believe me, Marianne, had I not been bound to silence I could have provided proof enough of a broken heart, even for you.

And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.

I could not be happy with a man whose taste did not in every point coincide with my own. He must enter in all my feelings; the same books, the same music must charm us both.

That is what I like; that is what a young man ought to be. Whatever be his pursuits, his eagerness in them should know no moderation, and leave him no sense of fatigue.

A woman of seven and twenty, said Marianne, after pausing a moment, can never hope to feel or inspire affection again.

Had I not been bound to silence I could have provided proof enough of a broken heart, even for you.

The more I know of the world, the more I am convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can really love.