I planned the match from that hour; and when such success has blessed me in this instance, dear papa, you cannot think that I shall leave off match-making." "I do not understand what you mean by 'success,'" said Mr.Knightley.
"Success supposes endeavour.

Your time has been properly and delicately spent, if you have been endeavouring for the last four years to bring about this marriage.

A worthy employment for a young lady's mind! But if, which I rather imagine, your making the match, as you call it, means only your planning it, your saying to yourself one idle day, 'I think it would be a very good thing for Miss Taylor if Mr.Weston were to marry her,' and saying it again to yourself every now and then afterwards, why do you talk of success?
Where is your merit?
What are you proud of?
You made a lucky guess; and _that_ is all that can be said." "And have you never known the pleasure and triumph of a lucky guess ?--I pity you .-- I thought you cleverer--for, depend upon it a lucky guess is never merely luck.

There is always some talent in it.

And as to my poor word 'success,' which you quarrel with, I do not know that I am so entirely without any claim to it.