"You like so much to be alone?"
"Yes; as long as my friends keep me from feeling lonely."
"Ah, don't let us undo what you've done!" she cried. "I can't go back now to that other way of thinking. I can't love you unless I give you up."
Ambas são de A Idade da Inocência, de Edith Wharton
“I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of any thing than of a book! -- When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.”
De Orgulho e Preconceito, de Jane Austen