"I do not know that her being sorry to leave her home is really against her, for, with all its faults, it was her home, and she cannot as yet understand how much she has changed for the better; but then there is moderation in all things" (2.6).
"My dear Henry, have you nothing to say? You have been an improver yourself, and from what I hear of Everingham, it may vie with any place in England.[...]."
"Nothing would be so gratifying to me as to hear your opinion of it," was his answer; "but I fear there would be some disappointment; [...] as for improvement, there was very little for me to do – too little – I should like to have been busy much longer."
"You are fond of the sort of thing?" said Julia.
"That she should be tired now, however, gives me no surprise; for there is nothing in the course of one's duties so fatiguing as what we have been doing this morning – seeing a great house, dawdling from one room to another – straining one's eyes and one's attention – hearing what one does not understand – admiring what one does not care for" (9.72).