We should have felicity at home instead of running after it to balls and crushes, where it is never to be found.

You could not help being aware of the fascination you exert; but you would not squander it on a mob of dancers, and bring home only the last remnants of your good spirits, with the last remnants of your train.

Jeanne, I am delighted to hear that you dance badly.
Whither away, Fabien, my friend, whither away?
You are letting your imagination run away with you again.

A hint from it, and off you go.
Come, do use your reason a little.

You have seen this young lady again, that is true.