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At First Sight, His Address Is Certainly Not Striking; And His Person Can Hardly Be Called Handsome, Till The Expression Of His Eyes, Which Are Uncommonly Good, And The General Sweetness Of His Countenance, Is Perceived.

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At First Sight, His

Jane Austen

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At First Sight, His Address Is Certainly Not Striking; And His Person Can Hardly Be Called Handsome, Till The Expression Of His Eyes, Which Are Uncommonly Good, And The General Sweetness Of His Countenance, Is Perceived.

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Those Who Do Not Complain Are Never Pitied.

I Do Not Find It Easy To Talk To People I Don't Know.

I Have Had To Contend Against The Unkindness Of His Sister, And The Insolence Of His Mother; And Have Suffered The Punishment Of An Attachment, Without Enjoying Its Advantages.

Nothing Ever Fatigues Me, But Doing What I Do Not Like.

I Do Not Want People To Be Very Agreeable, As It Saves Me The Trouble Of Liking Them A Great Deal.

Let Other Pens Dwell On Guilt And Misery.

Sir Walter Elliot, Of Kellynch-hall, In Somersetshire, Was A Man Who, For His Own Amusement, Never Took Up Any Book But The Barontage; There He Found Occupation For An Idle Hour, And Consolation In A Distressed One; . . .

I Am Not Born To Sit Still And Do Nothing. If I Lose The Game, It Shall Not Be From Not Striving For It.

If A Woman Is Partial To A Man, And Does Not Endeavour To Conceal It, He Must Find It Out." -elizabeth

You Shall Not, For The Sake Of One Individual, Change The Meaning Of Principle And Integrity.

She Had A Lively, Playful Disposition That Delighted In Anything Ridiculous.

From Politics It Was An Easy Step To Silence.

I Particularly Recollect Your Saying One Night, After They Had Been Dining At Netherfield, 'she A Beauty!--i Should As Soon Call Her Mother A Wit.' But Afterwards She Seemed To Improve On You, And I Believe You Thought Her Rather Pretty At One Time." "yes," Replied Darcy, Who Could Contain Himself No Longer, "but That Was Only When I First Saw Her, For It Is Many Months Since I Have Considered Her As One Of The Handsomest Women Of My Acquaintance.

Her Heart Did Whisper That He Had Done It For Her.

Elinor Agreed With It All, For She Did Not Think He Deserved The Compliment Of Rational Opposition.

There Is Not The Least Wit In My Nature. I Am A Very Matter Of Fact, Plain Spoken Being, And May Blunder On The Borders Of A Repartee For Half An Hour Together Without Striking It Out.

Everything Nourishes What Is Strong Already

What Is Right To Be Done Cannot Be Done Too Soon.

For What Do We Live, But To Make Sport By Subjecting Our Neighbors To Endless Discretionary Review For Minor Additions?

I Have Faults Enough, But They Are Not, I Hope, Of Understanding. My Temper I Dare Not Vouch For. It Is, I Believe, Too Little Yielding— Certainly Too Little For The Convenience Of The World. I Cannot Forget The Follies And Vices Of Other So Soon As I Ought, Nor Their Offenses Against Myself. My Feelings Are Not Puffed About With Every Attempt To Move Them. My Temper Would Perhaps Be Called Resentful. My Good Opinion Once Lost, Is Lost Forever.

Husbands And Wives Generally Understand When Opposition Will Be Vain.

Mr. Knightley, If I Have Not Spoken, It Is Because I Am Afraid I Will Awaken Myself From This Dream.

It Is Your Turn To Say Something Now, Mr. Darcy. I Talked About The Dance, And You Ought To Make Some Kind Of Remark On The Size Of The Room, Or The Number Of Couples.

Well, My Dear," Said Mr. Bennet, When Elizabeth Had Read The Note Aloud, "if Your Daughter Should Have A Dangerous Fit Of Illness—if She Should Die, It Would Be A Comfort To Know That It Was All In Pursuit Of Mr. Bingley, And Under Your Orders.

I Wish, As Well As Everybody Else, To Be Perfectly Happy; But, Like Everybody Else, It Must Be In My Own Way.

A Man Always Imagines A Woman To Be Ready For Anybody Who Asks Her.

My Sore Throats Are Always Worse Than Anyone's.

It Is Not Every Man's Fate To Marry The Woman Who Loves Him Best

But To Live In Ignorance On Such A Point Was Impossible.

Woman Is Fine For Her Own Satisfaction Alone. No Man Will Admire Her The More, No Woman Will Like Her The Better For It. Neatness And Fashion Are Enough For The Former, And A Something Of Shabbiness Or Impropriety Will Be Most Endearing To The Latter.

Let Us Have No Ranting Tragedies. Too Many Charactersnot A Tolerable Woman's Part In The Play.

Stupid Men Are The Only Ones Worth Knowing After All.

Mr. Darcy Began To Feel The Danger Of Paying Elizabeth Too Much Attention.

Upon The Whole, Therefore, She Found What Had Been Sometimes Found Before, That An Event To Which She Had Looked Forward With Impatient Desire, Did Not, In Taking Place, Bring All The Satisfaction She Had Promised Herself.

There Is A Stubbornness About Me That Never Can Bear To Be Frightened At The Will Of Others. My Courage Always Rises At Every Attempt To Intimidate Me.

To Be So Bent On Marriage - To Pursue A Man Merely For The Sake Of Situation - Is A Sort Of Thing That Shocks Me; I Cannot Understand It. Poverty Is A Great Evil, But To A Woman Of Education And Feeling It Ought Not, It Cannot Be The Greatest. I Would Rather Be A Teacher At A School (and I Can Think Of Nothing Worse) Than Marry A Man I Did Not Like.

The Last Few Hours Were Certainly Very Painful," Replied Anne: "but When Pain Is Over, The Remembrance Of It Often Becomes A Pleasure. One Does Not Love A Place The Less For Having Suffered In It, Unless It Has Been All Suffering, Nothing But Suffering-

When Once Married People Begin To Attack Me With, 'oh! You Will Think Very Differently, When You Are Married,' I Can Only Say, 'no I Shall Not'; And Then They Say Again, 'yes You Will,' And There Is An End To It.

Happiness In Marriage Is Entirely A Matter Of Chance.

I Have Not Wanted Syllables Where Actions Have Spoken So Plainly.

You Think Me Foolish To Call Instruction A Torment, But If You Had Been As Much Used As Myself To Hear Poor Little Children First Learning Their Letters And Then Learning To Spell, If You Had Ever Seen How Stupid They Can Be For A Whole Morning Together, And How Tired My Poor Mother Is At The End Of It, As I Am In The Habit Of Seeing Almost Every Day Of My Life At Home, You Would Allow That To Torment And To Instruct Might Sometimes Be Used As Synonymous Words.

Catherine Had Never Wanted Comfort More, And He [henry] Looked As If He Was Aware Of It.

Marianne Dashwood Was Born To An Extraordinary Fate. She Was Born To Discover The Falsehood Of Her Own Opinions, And To Counteract, By Her Conduct, Her Most Favourite Maxims.

It Is Very Well Worthwhile To Be Tormented For Two Or Three Years Of One's Life, For The Sake Of Being Able To Read All The Rest Of It.

A Single Woman, Of Good Fortune, Is Always Respectable, And May Be As Sensible And Pleasant As Any Body Else.

There Are People, Who The More You Do For Them, The Less They Will Do For Themselves.

And We Mean To Treat You All,' Added Lydia, 'but You Must Lend Us The Money, For We Have Just Spent Ours At The Shop Out There.

Heaven Forbid! -- That Would Be The Greatest Misfortune Of All! -- To Find A Man Agreeable Whom One Is Determined To Hate! -- Do Not Wish Me Such An Evil.

A Mother Would Have Been Always Present. A Mother Would Have Been A Constant Friend; Her Influence Would Have Been Beyond All Other.

And Now I May Dismiss My Heroine To The Sleepless Couch, Which Is The True Heroine's Portion - To A Pillow Strewed With Thorns And Wet With Tears. And Lucky May She Think Herself, If She Get Another Good Night's Rest In The Course Of The Next Three Months.

Unjust I May Have Been, Weak And Resentful I Have Been, But Never Inconstant.

But It Is Very Foolish To Ask Questions About Any Young Ladies — About Any Three Sisters Just Grown Up; For One Knows, Without Being Told, Exactly What They Are — All Very Accomplished And Pleasing, And One Very Pretty. There Is A Beauty In Every Family. — It Is A Regular Thing

I Can Safely Say, That The Happiest Part Of My Life Has Been Spent On Board A Ship.

A Person Who Is Knowingly Bent On Bad Behavior, Gets Upset When Better Behavior Is Expected Of Them.

There Is Safety In Reserve, But No Attraction. One Cannot Love A Reserved Person.

I Trust That Absolutes Have Gradations.

I Pay Very Little Regard...to What Any Young Person Says On The Subject Of Marriage. If They Profess A Disinclination For It, I Only Set It Down That They Have Not Yet Seen The Right Person.

Success Supposes Endeavour.

There Is Not One In A Hundred Of Either Sex, Who Is Not Taken In When They Marry. ... It Is, Of All Transactions, The One In Which People Expect Most From Others, And Are Least Honest Themselves.

I Will Not Say That Your Mulberry Trees Are Dead; But I Am Afraid They're Not Alive.

I Am Not Romantic, You Know; I Never Was.

I Certainly Must,' Said She. 'this Sensation Of Listlessness, Weariness, Stupidity, This Disinclination To Sit Down And Employ Myself, This Feeling Of Everything's Being Dull And Insipid About The House! I Must Be In Love; I Should Be The Oddest Creature In The World If I Were Not.

It Is This Delightful Habit Of Journalizing Which Largely Contributes To Form The Easy Style Of Writing For Which Ladies Are So Generally Celebrated. Every Body Allows That The Talent Of Writing Is Particularly Female. Nature Might Have Done Something, But I Am Sure It Must Be Essentially Assisted By The Practice Of Keeping A Journal.

One Half Of The World Cannot Understand The Pleasures Of The Other.

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An Artist Cannot Do Anything Slovenly.

Where Shall We See A Better Daughter, Or A Kinder Sister, Or A Truer Friend?

We Do Not Suffer By Accident.

But Indeed I Would Rather Have Nothing But Tea.

The More I See Of The World, The More Am I Dissatisfied With It; And Everyday Confirms My Belief Of The Inconsistencies Of All Human.

I Am Come, Young Ladies, In A Very Moralizing Strain, To Observe That Our Pleasures Of This World Are Always To Be For, And That We Often Purchase Them At A Great Disadvantage, Giving Readi-monied Actual Happiness For A Draft On The Future, That May Not Be Honoured.

There Is Hardly Any Personal Defect... Which An Agreeable Manner Might Not Gradually Reconcile One To.

Faultless In Spite Of All Her Faults.

A Lady's Imagination Is Very Rapid; It Jumps From Admiration To Love, From Love To Matrimony In A Moment.

My Characters Shall Have, After A Little Trouble, All That They Desire.

A Report Of A Most Alarming Nature Reached Me Two Days Ago.

I Have Never Yet Known What It Was To Separate Esteem From Love

Here I Have Opportunity Enough For The Exercise Of My Talent, As The Chief Of My Time Is Spent In Conversation.

I Certainly Have Not The Talent Which Some People Possess," Said Darcy, "of Conversing Easily With Those I Have Never Seen Before. I Cannot Catch Their Tone Of Conversation, Or Appear Interested In Their Concerns, As I Often See Done.

I Have Been Meditating On The Very Great Pleasure Which A Pair Of Fine Eyes In The Face Of A Pretty Woman Can Bestow.

To Take A Dislike To A Young Man, Only Because He Appeared To Be Of A Different Disposition From Himself, Was Unworthy The Real Liberality Of Mind

Miss Morland, No One Can Think More Highly Of The Understanding Of Women Than I Do. In My Opinion, Nature Has Given Them So Much, That They Never Find It Necessary To Use More Than Half.

But Catherine Did Not Know Her Own Advantages - Did Not Know That A Good-looking Girl, With An Affectionate Heart And A Very Ignorant Mind, Cannot Fail Of Attracting A Clever Young Man, Unless Circumstances Are Particularly Untoward.

The Evergreen! How Beautiful, How Welcome, How Wonderful The Evergreen! When One Thinks Of It, How Astonishing A Variety Of Nature! In Some Countries We Know That The Tree That Sheds Its Leaf Is The Variety, But That Does Not Make It Less Amazing, That The Same Soil And The Same Sun Should Nurture Plants Differing In The First Rule And Law Of Their Existence.

You Expect Me To Account For Opinions Which You Choose To Call Mine, But Which I Have Never Acknowledged.

Now I Must Give One Smirk And Then We May Be Rational Again

But Are They All Horrid, Are You Sure They Are All Horrid? [referring To Gothic Novels, Fashionable In England At The Beginning Of The 19th Century, But Frowned Upon In Polite Society.]

How Horrible It Is To Have So Many People Killed! And What A Blessing That One Cares For None Of Them!

Surprises Are Foolish Things. The Pleasure Is Not Enhanced, And The Inconvenience Is Often Considerable.

Pleasant Surprises

Indeed, I Am Very Sorry To Be Right In This Instance. I Would Much Rather Have Been Merry Than Wise.

We Do Not Look In Great Cities For Our Best Morality.

The Memory Is Sometimes So Retentive, So Serviceable, So Obedient-at Others So Bewildered And Weak-and At Others Again, So Tyrannic, So Beyond Control!

One Man's Style Must Not Be The Rule Of Another's.

Such Squeamish Youths As Cannot Bear To Be Connected With A Little Absurdity Are Not Worth A Regret.

An Engaged Woman Is Always More Agreeable Than A Disengaged. She Is Satisfied With Herself. Her Cares Are Over, And She Feels That She May Exert All Her Powers Of Pleasing Without Suspicion. All Is Safe With A Lady Engaged; No Harm Can Be Done.

But When A Young Lady Is To Be A Heroine, The Perverseness Of Forty Surrounding Families Cannot Prevent Her. Something Must And Will Happen To Throw A Hero In Her Way.

Nobody Minds Having What Is Too Good For Them.

Dear Diary, Today I Tried Not To Think About Mr. Knightly. I Tried Not To Think About Him When I Discussed The Menu With Cook... I Tried Not To Think About Him In The Garden Where I Thrice Plucked The Petals Off A Daisy To Ascertain His Feelings For Harriet. I Don't Think We Should Keep Daisies In The Garden, They Really Are A Drab Little Flower. And I Tried Not To Think About Him When I Went To Bed, But Something Had To Be Done.

Do You Dance, Mr. Darcy?" Darcy: "not If I Can Help It!" Sir William: "what A Charming Amusement For Young People This Is, Mr. Darcy! There Is Nothing Like Dancing, After All. I Consider It As One Of The First Refinements Of Polished Societies." Mr. Darcy: "certainly, Sir; And It Has The Advantage Also Of Being In Vogue Amongst The Less Polished Societies Of The World; Every Savage Can Dance.

I Have No More To Say. If This Be The Case, He Deserves You. I Could Not Have Parted With You, My Lizzy, To Any One Less Worthy.

She Was Oppressed, She Was Overcome By Her Own Felicity; And Happily Disposed As Is The Human Mind To Be Easily Familiarized With Any Change For The Better, It Required Several Hours To Give Sedateness To Her Spirits, Or Any Degree Of Tranquillity To Her Heart.

There Are Few People Whom I Really Love And Still Fewer Of Whom I Think Well.

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My Good Opinion Once Lost Is Lost Forever.

With Women, The Heart Argues, Not The Mind.

Those Who Have Not More Must Be Satisfied With What They Have.

A Large Income Is The Best Recipe For Happiness I Ever Heard Of.

His Own Enjoyment, Or His Own Ease, Was, In Every Particular, His Ruling Principle.

Is There Not Something Wanted, Miss Price, In Our Language - A Something Between Compliments And - And Love - To Suit The Sort Of Friendly Acquaintance We Have Had Together?

May I Ask You What These Questions Tend?' 'merely To The Illustration Of Your Character,' Said She, Endeavouring To Shake Off Her Gravity. 'i Am Trying To Make It Out.' 'and What Is Your Success?' She Shook Her Head. 'i Do Not Get On At All. I Hear Such Different Accounts Of You As Puzzle Me Exceedingly.

You Want To Tell Me, And I Have No Objection To Hearing It.

And To All This She Must Yet Add Something More Substantial, In The Improvement Of Her Mind By Extensive Reading.

There Could Have Never Been Two Hearts So Open, No Tastes So Similar, No Feelings So In Unison, No Countenances So Beloved. Now They Were As Strangers; Nay, Worse Than Strangers, For They Could Never Become Acquainted. It Was A Perpetual Estrangement.

If Things Are Going Untowardly One Month, They Are Sure To Mend The Next.

I Have Always Maintained The Importance Of Aunts

Good-humoured, Unaffected Girls, Will Not Do For A Man Who Has Been Used To Sensible Women. They Are Two Distinct Orders Of Being.

I Do Not Like To Have People Throw Themselves Away; But Everybody Should Marry As Soon As They Can Do It To Advantage.

…but Then I Am Unlike Other People I Dare Say.

I Have Often Observed That Resignation Is Never So Perfect As When The Blessing Denied Begins To Lose Somewhat Of Its Value In Our Eyes.

She Was Stronger Alone.

They Walked On, Without Knowing In What Direction. There Was Too Much To Be Thought, And Felt, And Said, For Attention To Any Other Objects.

If The Heroine Of One Novel Be Not Patronized By The Heroine Of Another, From Whom Can She Expect Protection And Regard?

She Was Not Often Invited To Join In The Conversation Of The Others, Nor Did She Desire It. Her Own Thoughts And Reflections Were Habitually Her Best Companions.

But To Appear Happy When I Am So Miserable — Oh! Who Can Require It?

Whatever Bears Affinity To Cunning Is Despicable.

How Quick Come The Reasons For Approving What We Like!

She Had Nothing To Wish Otherwise, But That The Days Did Not Pass So Swiftly. It Was A Delightful Visit;-perfect, In Being Much Too Short.

When I Have A House Of My Own, I Shall Be Miserable If I Have Not An Excellent Library.

Evil To Some Is Always Good To Others

We Must Consider What Miss. Fairfax Quits, Before We Condemn Her Taste For What She Goes To.

Cold-hearted Elinor! Oh! Worse Than Cold-hearted! Ashamed Of Being Otherwise.--marianne Dashwood

Books--oh! No. I Am Sure We Never Read The Same, Or Not With The Same Feelings." "i Am Sorry You Think So; But If That Be The Case, There Can At Least Be No Want Of Subject. We May Compare Our Different Opinions.

Each Found Her Greatest Safety In Silence.

Grant Us Peace, Almighty Father, So To Pray As To Deserve To Be Heard.

A Lucky Guess Is Never Merely Luck. There Is Always Some Talent In It.

Maybe It’s That I Find It Hard To Forgive The Follies And Vices Of Others, Or Their Offenses Against Me. My Good Opinion, Once Lost, Is Lost Forever.

Five Is The Very Awkwardest Of All Posible Numbers To Sit Down To Table.

Elinor Could Sit Still No Longer. She Almost Ran Out Of The Room, And As Soon As The Door Was Closed, Burst Into Tears Of Joy, Which At First She Thought Would Never Cease.

To Be Sure You Know No Actual Good Of Me, But Nobody Thinks Of That When They Fall In Love.

Falling In Love

[w]here Other Powers Of Entertainment Are Wanting, The True Philosopher Will Derive Benefit From Such As Are Given.

One Does Not Love A Place The Less For Having Suffered In It, Unless It Has Been All Suffering, Nothing But Suffering.

An Interval Of Meditation, Serious And Grateful, Was The Best Corrective Of Everything Dangerous In Such A High-wrought Felicity; And She Went To Her Room, And Grew Steadfast And Fearless In The Thankfulness Of Her Enjoyment.

A Lady, Without A Family, Was The Very Best Preserver Of Furniture In The World.

Brandon Is Just The Kind Of Man Whom Every Body Speaks Well Of, And Nobody Cares About; Whom All Are Delighted To See, And Nobody Remembers To Talk To.

Loss Of Virtue In A Female Is Irretrievable; That One False Step Involves Her In Endless Ruin; That Her Reputation Is No Less Brittle Than It Is Beautiful; And That She Cannot Be Too Much Guarded In Her Behaviour Towards The Undeserving Of The Other Sex.

Now Be Sincere; Did You Admire Me For My Impertinence?" "for The Liveliness Of Your Mind, I Did.

The Evening Ended With Dancing. On Its Being Proposed, Anne Offered Her Services, As Usual, And Though Her Eyes Would Sometimes Fill With Tears As She Sat At The Instrument, She Was Extremely Glad To Be Employed, And Desired Nothing In Return But To Be Unobserved.

A Man Does Not Recover From Such Devotion Of The Heart To Such A Woman! He Ought Not; He Does Not.

I Am The Happiest Creature In The World. Perhaps Other People Have Said So Before, But Not One With Such Justice. I Am Happier Even Than Jane; She Only Smiles, I Laugh.

I Am Happier Than Jane; She Only Smiles, I Laugh. Mr. Darcy Sends You All The Love In The World, That He Can Spare From Me.

Real Solemn History, I Cannot Be Interested In.... The Quarrels Of Popes And Kings, With Wars And Pestilences In Every Page; The Men All So Good For Nothing, And Hardly Any Women At All.

Almost Anything Is Possible With Time

Anything Is Possible

You May Only Call Me "mrs. Darcy"... When You Are Completely, And Perfectly, And Incandescently Happy.

A Man Would Always Wish To Give A Woman A Better Home Than The One He Takes Her From; And He Who Can Do It, Where There Is No Doubt Of Her Regard, Must, I Think, Be The Happiest Of Mortals.

If There Is Any Thing Disagreeable Going On, Men Are Always Sure To Get Out Of It.

A Single Woman With A Narrow Income Must Be A Ridiculous, Disagreeable Old Maid, The Proper Sport Of Boys And Girls, But A Single Woman Of Fortune Is Always Respectable, And May Be As Sensible And Pleasant As Anybody Else.

I Wonder Who First Discovered The Efficacy Of Poetry In Driving Away Love!- Elizabeth Bennet

Obstinate, Headstrong Girl!

A Sick Child Is Always The Mother's Property; Her Own Feelings Generally Make It So.

One Word From You Shall Silence Me Forever.

And You Are Never To Stir Out Of Doors Till You Can Prove That You Have Spent Ten Minutes Of Every Day In A Rational Manner.

No Man Is Offended By Another Man's Admiration Of The Woman He Loves; It Is The Woman Only Who Can Make It A Torment.

Sophia Shrieked And Fainted On The Ground – I Screamed And Instantly Ran Mad. We Remained Thus Mutually Deprived Of Our Senses, Some Minutes, And On Regaining Them Were Deprived Of Them Again. For An Hour And A Quarter Did We Continue In This Unfortunate Situation – Sophia Fainting Every Moment And I Running Mad As Often. At Length A Groan From The Hapless Edward (who Alone Retained Any Share Of Life) Restored Us To Ourselves.

A Natural Sequel Of An Unnatural Beginning.

We Neither Of Us Perform To Strangers.

It Will, I Believe, Be Everywhere Found, That As The Clergy Are, Or Are Not What They Ought To Be, So Are The Rest Of The Nation.

It Would Be Most Right, And Most Wise, And, Therefore Must Involve Least Suffering.

Nobody Can Tell What I Suffer! But It Is Always So. Those Who Do Not Complain Are Never Pitied.

Oh, Lizzy! Do Anything Rather Than Marry Without Affection.

Walter Scott Has No Business To Write Novels, Especially Good Ones. He Has Fame And Profit Enough As A Poet, And Should Not Be Taking The Bread Out Of Other People's Mouths.

It Was For The Sake Of What Had Been, Rather Than What Was.

Not Keep A Journal! How Are Your Absent Cousins To Understand The Tenor Of Your Life In Bath Without One? How Are The Civilities And Compliments Of Every Day To Be Related As They Ought To Be, Unless Noted Down Every Evening In A Journal? How Are Your Various Dresses To Be Remembered, And The Particular State Of Your Complexion, And Curl Of Your Hair To Be Described In All Their Diversities, Without Having Constant Recourse To A Journal?

Good Company Requires Only Birth, Education, And Manners, And With Regard To Education Is Not Very Nice. Birth And Good Manners Are Essential; But A Little Learning Is By No Means A Dangerous Thing In Good Company; On The Contrary, It Will Do Very Well.

Upon The Whole, Therefore, She Found, What Has Been Sometimes Found Before, That An Event To Which She Had Looked Forward With Impatient Desire, Did Not In Taking Place, Bring All The Satisfaction She Had Promised Herself. It Was Consequently Necessary To Name Some Other Period For The Commencement Of Actual Felicity; To Have Some Other Point On Which Her Wishes And Hopes Might Be Fixed, And By Again Enjoying The Pleasure Of Anticipation, Console Herself For The Present, And Prepare For Another Disappointment.

Nobody Could Catch Cold By The Sea; Nobody Wanted Appetite By The Sea; Nobody Wanted Spirits; Nobody Wanted Strength. Sea Air Was Healing, Softening, Relaxing - Fortifying And Bracing - Seemingly Just As Was Wanted - Sometimes One, Sometimes The Other. If The Sea Breeze Failed, The Seabath Was The Certain Corrective; And Where Bathing Disagreed, The Sea Air Alone Was Evidently Designed By Nature For The Cure.

When I Fall In Love, It Will Be Forever.

Falling In Love

We Certainly Do Not Forget You As Soon As You Forget Us. It Is, Perhaps, Our Fate Rather Than Our Merit. We Cannot Help Ourselves. We Live At Home, Quiet, Confined, And Our Feelings Prey Upon Us. You Are Forced On Exertion. You Have Always A Profession, Pursuits, Business Of Some Sort Or Other, To Take You Back Into The World Immediately, And Continual Occupation And Change Soon Weaken Impressions.

By The Bye, As I Must Leave Off Being Young, I Find Many Douceurs In Being A Sort Of Chaperon , For I Am Put On The Sofa Near The Fire And Can Drink As Much Wine As I Like.

I Am Not Fond Of The Idea Of My Shrubberies Being Always Approachable.

Nothing Is More Deceitful Than The Appearance Of Humility. It Is Often Only Carelessness Of Opinion, And Sometimes An Indirect Boast.

Goldsmith Tells Us, That When Lovely Woman Stoops To Folly, She Has Nothing To Do But To Die; And When She Stoops To Be Disagreeable, It Is Equally To Be Recommended As A Clearer Of Ill-fame.

About Thirty Years Ago, Miss Maria Ward Of Huntingdon, With Only Seven Thousand Pounds, Had The Good Luck To Captivate Sir Thomas Bertram, Of Mansfield Park, In The County Of Northampton, And To Be Thereby Raised To The Rank Of A Baronet's Lady, With All The Comforts And Consequences Of An Handsome House And Large Income.

I Always Deserve The Best Treatment Because I Never Put Up With Any Other.

Deserve The Best

If I Am Wrong, I Am Doing What I Believe To The Right.

The Stream Is As Good As At First; The Little Rubbish It Collects In The Turnings Is Easily Moved Away.

I Have Now Attained The True Art Of Letter-writing, Which We Are Always Told, Is To Express On Paper Exactly What One Would Say To The Same Person By Word Of Mouth.

I Assure You. I Have No Notion Of Treating Men With Such Respect. That Is The Way To Spoil Them.

I Am Fond Of History And Am Very Well Contented To Take The False With The True. In The Principal Facts They Have Sources Of Intelligence In Former Histories And Records, Which May Be As Much Depended On, I Conclude, As Anything That Does Not Actually Pass Under Ones Own Observation; And As For The Little Embellishments You Speak Of, They Are Embellishments, And I Like Them As Such.

Dearest, Loveliest Elizabeth! What Do I Not Owe You! You Taught Me A Lesson, Hard Indeed At First, But Most Advantageous. By You, I Was Properly Humbled.

Fanny! You Are Killing Me!" "no Man Dies Of Love But On The Stage, Mr. Crawford.

I Think Him Every Thing That Is Worthy And Amiable.

There Is No Charm Equal To Tenderness Of Heart.

Emma Woodhouse, Handsome, Clever, And Rich, With A Comfortable Home And Happy Disposition, Seemed To Unite Some Of The Best Blessings Of Existence; And Had Lived Nearly Twenty-one Years In The World With Very Little To Distress Or Vex Her.

There Is Something In The Eloquence Of The Pulpit, When It Is Really Eloquence, Which Is Entitled To The Highest Praise And Honour. The Preacher Who Can Touch And Affect Such An Heterogeneous Mass Of Hearers, On Subjects Limited, And Long Worn Thread-bare In All Common Hands; Who Can Say Any Thing New Or Striking, Any Thing That Rouses The Attention, Without Offending The Taste, Or Wearing Out The Feelings Of His Hearers, Is A Man Whom One Could Not (in His Public Capacity) Honour Enough.

Yes, You Know Enough Of My Frankness To Believe Me Capable Of That. After Abusing You So Abominably To Your Face, I Could Have No Scruple In Abusing You To All Your Relations.

Oh! I Am Delighted With The Book! I Should Like To Spend My Whole Life In Reading It.

But If I Were You, I Would Stand By The Nephew. He Has More To Give.

One Cannot Be Always Laughing At A Man Without Now And Then Stumbling On Something Witty.

I Have No Talent For Certainty.

To Sit In The Shade On A Fine Day And Look Upon Verdure Is The Most Perfect Refreshment.

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