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“What are men to rocks and mountains?”
― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

“The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.”
― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey

“Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.”
― Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

“There is no exquisite beauty… without some strangeness in the proportion.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

“There's such a lot of different Annes in me. I sometimes think that is why I'm such a troublesome person. If I was just the one Anne it would be ever so much more comfortable, but then it wouldn't be half so interesting.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

“Scars are just another kind of memory.”
― M.L. Stedman, The Light Between Oceans

“Lo único que necesita el mal para triunfar es que los hombres buenos no hagan nada”
― Mónica Gutiérrez Artero, El noviembre de Kate

“I hate to hear you talk about all women as if they were fine ladies instead of rational creatures. None of us want to be in calm waters all our lives.”
― Jane Austen, Persuasion

“There is so much in the world for us all if we only have the eyes to see it, and the heart to love it, and the hand to gather it to ourselves--so much in men and women, so much in art and literature, so much everywhere in which to delight, and for which to be thankful.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of the Island

“but for my own part, if a book is well written, I always find it too short.”
― Jane Austen

“I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. 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. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight years and a half ago. Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant. You alone have brought me to Bath. For you alone, I think and plan. Have you not seen this? Can you fail to have understood my wishes? I had not waited even these ten days, could I have read your feelings, as I think you must have penetrated mine. I can hardly write. I am every instant hearing something which overpowers me. You sink your voice, but I can distinguish the tones of that voice when they would be lost on others. Too good, too excellent creature! You do us justice, indeed. You do believe that there is true attachment and constancy among men. Believe it to be most fervent, most undeviating, in F. W.

I must go, uncertain of my fate; but I shall return hither, or follow your party, as soon as possible. A word, a look, will be enough to decide whether I enter your father's house this evening or never.”
― Jane Austen, Persuasion

“—[...] ¿Por qué tú no te casas, Marilla? Quiero saber.
El hecho de ser soltera nunca había apenado a Marilla, de modo que después de un cambio de significativas miradas con Ana, respondió.
—Pero quizá tú nunca le pediste a nadie que te quisiera —protestó Davy.
—Oh, Davy —dijo Dora puntillosamente, metiéndose en la conversación—, es el hombre quien debe pedirlo.
—No sé por qué debe hacerlo siempre —gruñó el niño—. Me parece que en este mundo todo se le carga al hombre.”
― Lucy. M. Montgomery

“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby