Run mad as often as you choose but do not faint.
I have fallen...
In love... can't say who, but someone wonderful, smart, incredible good-looking, caring, funny, witty. He's wonderful and nice.
I get so nervous around him, I feel like a little school girl with a high school crush.
I saw him in the hallway a couple of days ago and went into the guidence office and he followed me in shortly thereafter. My college guidence councilor wasn't there and he asked me why so much distress over it (it was about a scholarship) and then he read the paper I had for her and talked to me about it and all was right with the world, and later that week, he asked after my person in the hall and everytime I can just stare at him across the way in assembly my heart is joyful.
"Heaven's rejoice, he talked to me!"
That's how I feel...
If this really works out as Sophie has confidence it will, I will find a measure of happiness exceeding that of even my wildest dreams...
Fanny Price: I am sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Crawford, but I'm afraid I do not have a ready opinion.
Henry Crawford: I suspect you are almost entirely composed of ready opinions not yet shared.
Henry Crawford: Fanny, you have created sensations which my heart has never known before.
Fanny Price: Please.
Henry Crawford: There is only one happiness in life: to love and be loved.
Maria Elizabeth Bertram: [to Henry Crawford] Would that the sigh were for me...
