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Do You Talk By Rule, Then, While You Are Dancing?" Sometimes. One Must Speak A Little, You Know. It Would Look Odd To Be Entirely Silent For Half An Hour Together, And Yet For The Advantage Of Some, Conversation Ought To Be So Arranged As That They May Have The Trouble Of Saying As Little As Possible.

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Jane Austen

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Do You Talk By Rule, Then, While You Are Dancing?" Sometimes. One Must Speak A Little, You Know. It Would Look Odd To Be Entirely Silent For Half An Hour Together, And Yet For The Advantage Of Some, Conversation Ought To Be So Arranged As That They May Have The Trouble Of Saying As Little As Possible.

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You Showed Me How Insufficient Were All My Pretensions To Please A Woman Worthy Of Being Pleased.

Ah, Mother! How Do You Do?' Said He, Giving Her A Hearty Shake Of The Hand; 'where Did You Get That Quiz Of A Hat? It Makes You Look Like An Old Witch...' On His Two Younger Sisters He Then Bestowed An Equal Portion Of His Fraternal Tenderness, For He Asked Each Of Them How They Did, And Observed That They Both Looked Very Ugly.

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.

Her Form, Though Not So Correct As Her Sister's, In Having The Advantage Of Height, Was More Striking; And Her Face Was So Lovely, That When In The Common Cant Of Praise She Was Called A Beautiful Girl, Truth Was Less Violently Outraged Than Usually Happens.

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

Full Many A Flower Is Born To Blush Unseen, And Waste Its Fragrance On The Desert Air.

A Very Narrow Income Has A Tendency To Contract The Mind, And Sour The Temper. Those Who Can Barely Live, And Who Live Perforce In A Very Small, And Generally Very Inferior, Society, May Well Be Illiberal And Cross.

A Mind Lively And At Ease, Can Do With Seeing Nothing, And Can See Nothing That Does Not Answer.

She Hardly Knew How To Suppose That She Could Be An Object Of Admiration To So Great A Man.

Pride And Prejudice Pride

Without Scheming To Do Wrong, Or To Make Others Unhappy, There May Be Error And There May Be Misery. Thoughtlessness, Want Of Attention To Other People's Feelings, And Want Of Resolution, Will Do The Business.

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

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.

I Take No Leave Of You, Miss Bennet: I Send No Compliments To Your Mother. You Deserve No Such Attention. I Am Most Seriously Displeased.

I Wish I Might Take This For A Compliment; But To Be So Easily Seen Through I Am Afraid Is Pitiful.

I Cannot Help Thinking That It Is More Natural To Have Flowers Grow Out Of The Head Than Fruit.

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

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.

He Certainly Is Very Agreeable, And I Give You Leave To Like Him. You Have Liked Many A Stupider Person.

It Isn't What We Say Or Think That Defines Us, But What We Do.

There Will Be Little Rubs And Disappointments Everywhere, And We Are All Apt To Expect Too Much; But Then, If One Scheme Of Happiness Fails, Human Nature Turns To Another; If The First Calculation Is Wrong, We Make A Second Better: We Find Comfort Somewhere.

There Is No Charm Equal To Tenderness Of Heart.

Seldom, Very Seldom, Does Complete Truth Belong To Any Human Disclosure; Seldom Can It Happen That Something Is Not A Little Disguised, Or A Little Mistaken.

Of This She Was Perfectly Unaware; To Her He Was Only The Man Who Had Made Himself Agreeable Nowhere, And Who Had Not Thought Her Handsome Enough To Dance With.

Half The Sum Of Attraction, On Either Side, Might Have Been Enough, For He Had Nothing To Do, And She Had Hardly Any Body To Love." (of Anne Elliot And Captain Wentworth, Persuasion)

Women Are The Only Correspondents To Be Depended On.

Know Your Own Happiness.

Eleanor Went To Her Room "where She Was Free To Think And Be Wretched.

At My Time Of Life Opinions Are Tolerably Fixed. It Is Not Likely That I Should Now See Or Hear Anything To Change Them.

We Can All Begin Freely—a Slight Preference Is Natural Enough; But There Are Very Few Of Us Who Have Heart Enough To Be Really In Love Without Encouragement.

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.

I Am Not At All In A Humour For Writing; I Must Write On Till I Am.

How Much Sooner One Tires Of Anything Than Of A Book!

There Seemed A Gulf Impassable Between Them.

She Denied None Of It Aloud, And Agreed To None Of It In Private.

No One Can Be Really Esteemed Accomplished Who Does Not Greatly Surpass What Is Usually Met With.

It Is The Misfortune Of Poetry, To Be Seldom Safely Enjoyed By Those Who Enjoy It Completely.

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.

When I Look Out On Such A Night As This, I Feel As If There Could Be Neither Wickedness Nor Sorrow In The World; And There Certainly Would Be Less Of Both If The Sublimity Of Nature Were More Attended To, And People Were Carried More Out Of Themselves By Contemplating Such A Scene.

If You Will Thank Me '' He Replied Let It Be For Yourself Alone. That The Wish Of Giving Happiness To You Might Add Force To The Other Inducements Which Led Me On I Shall Not Attempt To Deny. But Your Family Owe Me Nothing. Much As I Respect Them I Believe I Thought Only Of You.

I Come Here With No Expectations, Only To Profess, Now That I Am At Liberty To Do So, That My Heart Is And Always Will Be Yours.

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.

I Can Easily Believe It. Women Of That Class Have Great Opportunities, And If They Are Intelligent May Be Well Worth Listening To. Such Varieites Of Human Nature As They Are In The Habit Of Witnessing! And It Is Not Merely In Its Follies, That They Are Read; For They See It Occasionally Under Every Circumstance That Can Be Most Interesting Or Affecting. What Instances Must Pass Before Them Of Ardent, Disinterested, Self-denying Attachment, Of Heroism, Fortitude, Patience, Resignation-- Of All The Sacrifices That Ennoble Us Most. A Sick Chamber May Often Furnish The Worth Of Volumes.

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.

Here And There, Human Nature May Be Great In Times Of Trial, But Generally Speaking It Is Its Weakness And Not Its Strength That Appears In A Sick Chamber; It Is Selfishness And Impatience Rather Than Generosity And Fortitude, That One Hears Of. There Is So Little Real Friendship In The World! – And Unfortunately' (speaking Low And Tremulously) 'there Are So Many Who Forget To Think Seriously Till It Is Almost Too Late.

Happiness In Marriage Is Entirely A Matter Of Chance. If The Dispositions Of The Parties Are Ever So Well Known To Each Other Or Ever So Similar Beforehand, It Does Not Advance Their Felicity In The Least. They Always Continue To Grow Sufficiently Unlike Afterwards To Have Their Share Of Vexation; And It Is Better To Know As Little As Possible Of The Defects Of The Person With Whom You Are To Pass Your Life.

An Annuity Is A Very Serious Business.

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Life Seems But A Quick Succession Of Busy Nothings.

Respect For Right Conduct Is Felt By Every Body.

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

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

Without Thinking Highly Either Of Men Or Of Matrimony, Marriage Had Always Been Her Object; It Was The Only Honourable Provision For Well-educated Young Women Of Small Fortune, And However Uncertain Of Giving Happiness, Must Be Their Pleasantest Preservative From Want.

I Am No Longer Surprised At Your Knowing Only Six Accomplished Women. I Rather Wonder Now At Your Knowing Any.

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.

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.

You Must Allow Me To Tell You How Ardently I Admire And Love You. -mr. Darcy

They Parted At Last With Mutual Civility, And Possibly A Mutual Desire Of Never Meeting Again.

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Where The Wound Had Been Given, There Must The Cure Be Found, If Any Where.

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I Have No Talent For Certainty.

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

Pray, Pray Be Composed, And Do Not Betray What You Feel To Every Body Present

[i]t Is Well To Have As Many Holds Upon Happiness As Possible.

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

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It Has Been Coming On So Gradually, That I Hardly Know When It Began. But I Believe I Must Date It From My First Seeing His Beautiful Grounds At Pemberley.

Everybody Has Their Taste In Noises As Well As In Other Matters; And Sounds Are Quite Innoxious, Or Most Distressing, By Their Sort Rather Than Their Quantity.

A Man Who Has Nothing To Do With His Own Time Has No Conscience In His Intrusion On That Of Others.

You Men Have None Of You Any Hearts.' 'if We Have Not Hearts, We Have Eyes; And They Give Us Torment Enough.

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Next To Being Married, A Girl Likes To Be Crossed In Love A Little Now And Then. It Is Something To Think Of, And Gives Her A Sort Of Distinction Among Her Companions

Young Ladies Should Take Care Of Themselves. Young Ladies Are Delicate Plants. They Should Take Care Of Their Health And Their Complexion. My Dear, Did You Change Your Stockings?

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

Her Family Had Of Late Been Exceedingly Fluctuating. For Many Years Of Her Life She Had Had Two Sons; But The Crime And Annihilation Of Edward A Few Weeks Ago, Had Robbed Her Of One; The Similar Annihilation Of Robert Had Left Her For A Fortnight Without Any; And Now, By The Resurrection Of Edward, She Had One Again.

You Must Be The Best Judge Of Your Own Happiness.

There Are As Many Forms Of Love As There Are Moments In Time.

We Certainly Do Not Forget You, So Soon As You Forget Us. It Is, Perhaps, Our Fate Rather Than Our Merit. We Cannot Help Ourselves.

He Is Also Handsome," Replied Elizabeth, "which A Young Man Ought Likewise To Be, If He Possibly Can. His Character Is Thereby Complete.

Vanity Was The Beginning And The End Of Sir Walter Elliot's Character; Vanity Of Person And Of Situation.

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.

It Is Very Difficult For The Prosperous To Be Humble.

How Wonderful, How Very Wonderful The Operations Of Time, And The Changes Of The Human Mind!

Elinor Was To Be The Comforter Of Others In Her Own Distresses, No Less Than In Theirs; And All The Comfort That Could Be Given By Assurances Of Her Own Composure Of Mind, And A Very Earnest Vindication Of Edward From Every Charge But Of Imprudence, Was Readily Offered.

We Live At Home, Quiet, Confined, And Our Feelings Prey Upon Us.

She Went, However, And They Sauntered About Together Many A Half Hour In Mr. Grant's Shrubbery, The Weather Being Unusually Mild For The Time Of Year, And Venturing Sometimes Even To Sit Down On One Of The Benches Now Comparatively Unsheltered, Remaining There Perhaps Till, In The Midst Of Some Tender Ejaculation Of Fanny's On The Sweets Of So Protracted An Autumn, They Were Forced By The Sudden Swell Of A Cold Gust Shaking Down The Last Few Yellow Leaves About Them, To Jump Up And Walk For Warmth.

If I Could Not Be Persuaded Into Doing What I Thought Wrong, I Never Will Be Tricked Into It.

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

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.

Whom Are You Going To Dance With?' Asked Mr. Knightley. She Hesitated A Moment And Then Replied, 'with You, If You Will Ask Me.' Will You?' Said He, Offering His Hand. Indeed I Will. You Have Shown That You Can Dance, And You Know We Are Not Really So Much Brother And Sister As To Make It At All Improper.' Brother And Sister! No, Indeed.

It Is A Difference Of Opinion Which Does Not Admit Of Proof. We Each Begin Probably With A Little Bias Towards Our Own Sex, And Upon That Bias Build Every Circumstance In Favour Of It Which Has Occurred Within Our Own Circle.

But A Sanguine Temper, Though For Ever Expecting More Good Than Occurs, Does Not Always Pay For Its Hopes By Any Proportionate Depression. It Soon Flies Over The Present Failure, And Begins To Hope Again.

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

What Are Men To Rocks And Mountains?

Nobody Minds Having What Is Too Good For Them.

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

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

I Have Never Yet Found That The Advice Of A Sister Could Prevent A Young Man's Being In Love If He Chose It.

The Post-office Is A Wonderful Establishment! The Regularity And Dispatch Of It! If One Thinks Of All That It Has To Do, And All That It Does So Well, It Is Really Astonishing!

If Gratitude And Esteem Are Good Foundations Of Affection, Elizabeth's Change Of Sentiment Will Be Neither Improbable Nor Faulty. But If Otherwise--if Regard Springing From Such Sources Is Unreasonable Or Unnatural, In Comparison Of What Is So Often Described As Arising On A First Interview With Its Object, And Even Before Two Words Have Been Exchanged, Nothing Can Be Said In Her Defence, Except That She Had Given Somewhat Of A Trial To The Latter Method In Her Partiality For Wickham, And That Its Ill Success Might, Perhaps, Authorise Her To Seek The Other Less Interesting Mode Of Attachment.

A Fondness For Reading, Which, Properly Directed, Must Be An Education In Itself.

Family Connexions Were Always Worth Preserving, Good Company Always Worth Seeking.

You Have Qualities Which I Had Not Before Supposed To Exist In Such A Degree In Any Human Creature. You Have Some Touches Of The Angel In You.

What One Means One Day, You Know, One May Not Mean The Next. Circumstances Change, Opinions Alter.

Portable Property Is Happiness In A Pocketbook.

From A Night Of More Sleep Than She Had Expected, Marianne Awoke The Next Morning To The Same Consciousness Of Misery In Which She Had Closed Her Eyes.

To Hope Was To Expect

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

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

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.

For He Is Such A Disagreeable Man, That It Would Be Quite A Misfortune To Be Liked By Him.

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.

Everybody Has Their Taste In Noises As Well As In Other Matters.

What Are You Thinking Of So Earnestly?" Said He, As They Walked Back To The Ballroom; "not Of Your Partner, I Hope, For, By That Shake Of The Head, Your Meditations Are Not Satisfactory." Catherine Coloured, And Said, "i Was Not Thinking Of Anything." That Is Artful And Deep, To Be Sure; But I Had Rather Be Told At Once That You Will Not Tell Me." Well Then, I Will Not." Thank You; For Now We Shall Soon Be Acquainted, As I Am Authorized To Tease You On This Subject Whenever We Meet, And Nothing In The World Advances Intimacy So Much.

I Cannot Think Well Of A Man Who Sports With Any Woman's Feelings; And There May Often Be A Great Deal More Suffered Than A Stander-by Can Judge Of.

How Clever You Are, To Know Something Of Which You Are Ignorant.

One Likes To Hear What Is To Be Going On, To Be Au Fair With The Newest Modes Of Being Trifling And Silly.

Well, My Comfort Is, I Am Sure Jane Will Die Of A Broken Heart, And Then He Will Be Sorry For What He Has Done.

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

I Am Now Convinced That I Have Never Been Much In Love; For Had I Really Experienced That Pure And Elevating Passion, I Should At Present Detest His Very Name, And Wish Him All Manner Of Evil. But My Feelings Are Not Only Cordial Towards Him; They Are Even Impartial Towards Her. I Cannot Find Out That I Hate Her At All, Or That I Am In The Least Unwilling To Think Her A Very Good Sort Of Girl. There Can Be No Love In All This.

I Walk: I Prefer Walking.

Our Scars Make Us Know That Our Past Was For Real

You Must Really Begin To Harden Yourself To The Idea Of Being Worth Looking At.

You Ought Certainly To Forgive Them As A Christian, But Never To Admit Them In Your Sight, Or Allow Their Names To Be Mentioned In Your Hearing.

Another Stupid Party . . . With Six People To Look On, And Talk Nonsense To Each Other.

She Was Without Any Power, Because She Was Without Any Desire Of Command Over Herself.

For What Do We Live, But To Make Sport For Our Neighbors And Laugh At Them In Our Turn?

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

Where Any One Body Of Educated Men, Of Whatever Denomination, Are Condemned Indiscriminately, There Must Be A Deficiency Of Information, Or...of Something Else.

The Advantages Of Natural Folly In A Beautiful Girl Have Been Already Set Forth By The Capital Pen Of A Sister Author; And To Her Treatment Of The Subject I Will Only Add, In Justice To Men, That Though To The Larger And More Trifling Part Of The Sex, Imbecility In Females Is A Great Enhancement Of Their Personal Charms, There Is A Portion Of Them Too Reasonable And Too Well Informed Themselves To Desire Anything More In Woman Than Ignorance

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.

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.

Every Young Lady May Feel For My Heroine In This Critical Moment, For Every Young Lady Has At Some Time Or Other Known The Same Agitation.

Critical Moments

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

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

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!

Trusting That You Will Some Time Or Other Do Me Greater Justice Than You Can Do Now.

Do You Talk By Rule, Then, While You Are Dancing?" Sometimes. One Must Speak A Little, You Know. It Would Look Odd To Be Entirely Silent For Half An Hour Together, And Yet For The Advantage Of Some, Conversation Ought To Be So Arranged As That They May Have The Trouble Of Saying As Little As Possible.

Mrs. Jennings Was A Widow, With An Ample Jointure. She Had Only Two Daughters, Both Of Whom She Had Lived To See Respectably Married, And She Had Now Therefore Nothing To Do But To Marry All The Rest Of The World.

Every Man Is Surrounded By A Neighborhood Of Voluntary Spies.

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.

An Agreeable Manner May Set Off Handsome Features, But Can Never Alter Plain Ones.

Marianne Was Silent; It Was Impossible For Her To Say What She Did Not Feel, However Trivial The Occasion.

And If I Had Not A Letter To Write Myself, I Might Sit By You And Admire The Evenness Of Your Writing, As Another Young Lady Once Did. But I Have An Aunt Too, Who Must Not Be Longer Neglected.

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-

Lady Middleton ... Exerted Herself To Ask Mr. Palmer If There Was Any News In The Paper. 'no, None At All,' He Replied, And Read On.

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?

Each Found Her Greatest Safety In Silence.

But There Was Happiness Elsewhere Which No Description Can Reach.

The Younger Brother Must Help To Pay For The Pleasures Of The Elder.

An Egg Boiled Very Soft Is Not Unwholesome.

“it Is Not Everyone,” Said Elinor, “who Has Your Passion For Dead Leaves.”

A Woman, Especially, If She Have The Misfortune Of Knowing Anything, Should Conceal It As Well As She Can.

I Do Assure You, Sir, That I Have No Pretension Whatever Of That Kind Of Elegance Which Consists In Tormenting A Respectable Man. I Would Rather Be Paid The Compliment Of Being Believed Sincere. I Thank You Again And Again For The Honour You Have Done Me In Your Proposals, But To Accept Them Is Absolutely Impossible. My Feelings In Every Respect Forbid It. Can I Speak Plainer? Do Not Consider Me Now As An Elegant Female Intending To Plague You, But As A Rational Creature Speaking The Truth From Her Heart.

Then It Would Not Be So Strong A Sense. If It Failed To Produce Equal Exertion, It Could Not Be An Equal Conviction.

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.

Let Other Pens Dwell On Guilt And Misery.

Catherine Hoped At Least To Pass Uncensured Through The Crowd. As For Admiration, It Was Always Very Welcome When It Came, But She Did Not Depend On It.

To Be Claimed As A Good, Though In An Improper Style, Is At Least Better Than Being Rejected As No Good At All.

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

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.

No Young Lady Can Be Justified In Falling In Love Before The Gentleman's Love Is Declared, It Must Be Very Improper That A Young Lady Should Dream Of A Gentleman Before The Gentleman Is First Known To Have Dreamt Of Her.

Falling In Love

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.

Money Can Only Give Happiness Where There Is Nothing Else To Give It.

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.

... But He Recommended The Books Which Charmed Her Leisure Hours, He Encouraged Her Taste, And Corrected Her Judgment; He Made Reading Useful By Talking To Her Of What She Read, And Heightened Its Attraction By Judicious Praise.

I Am Excessively Fond Of A Cottage; There Is Always So Much Comfort, So Much Elegance About Them. And I Protest, If I Had Any Money To Spare, I Should Buy A Little Land And Build One Myself, Within A Short Distance Of London, Where I Might Drive Myself Down At Any Time, And Collect A Few Friends About Me And Be Happy. I Advise Everybody Who Is Going To Build, To Build A Cottage.

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

Expect A Most Agreeable Letter; For Not Being Overburdened With Subject (having Nothing At All To Say) I Shall Have No Check To My Genius From Beginning To End.

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.

I Certainly Will Not Persuade Myself To Feel More Than I Do. I Am Quite Enough In Love. I Should Be Sorry To Be More

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

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 Woman Never Looks Better Than On Horseback

He Could Not Forgive Her, But He Could Not Be Unfeeling. Though Condemning Her For The Past, And Considering It With High And Unjust Resentment, Though Perfectly Careless Of Her, And Though Becoming Attached To Another, Still He Could Not See Her Suffer, Without The Desire Of Giving Her Relief. It Was A Remainder Of Former Sentiment; It Was An Impulse Of Pure, Though Unacknowledged Friendship; It Was A Proof Of His Own Warm And Amiable Heart.

Which Of All My Important Nothings Shall I Tell You First?

A Persuadable Temper Might Sometimes Be As Much In Favour Of Happiness As A Very Resolute Character.

That Will Do Extremely Well, Child. You Have Delighted Us Long Enough. Let The Other Young Ladies Have Time To Exhibit.

It Was, Perhaps, One Of Those Cases In Which Advice Is Good Or Bad Only As The Event Decides.

I Have Frequently Detected Myself In Such Kind Of Mistakes... In A Total Misapprehension Of Character At Some Point Or Other: Fancying People So Much More Gay Or Grave, Or Ingenious Or Stupid Than They Really Are, And I Can Hardly Tell Why, Or In What The Deception Originated. Sometimes One Is Guided By What Other People Say Of Them, Without Giving Oneself Time To Deliberate And Judge.

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

You Are Too Generous To Trifle With Me. If Your Feelings Are Still What They Were Last April, Tell Me So At Once. My Affections And Wishes Are Unchanged; But One Word From You Will Silence Me On This Subject For Ever.

... Strange Things May Be Generally Accounted For If Their Cause Be Fairly Seached Out.

Fortunately For Those Who Pay Their Court Through Such Foibles, A Fond Mother, Though, In Pursuit Of Praise For Her Children, The Most Rapacious Of Human Beings, Is Likewise The Most Credulous; Her Demands Are Exorbitant; But She Will Swallow Any Thing.

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

What! Would I Be Turned Back From Doing A Thing That I Had Determined To Do, And That I Knew To Be Right, By The Airs And Interference Of Such A Person, Or Any Person I May Say? No, I Have No Idea Of Being So Easily Persuaded. When I Have Made Up My Mind, I Have Made It.

Human Nature Is So Well Disposed Towards Those Who Are In Interesting Situations, That A Young Person, Who Either Marries Or Dies, Is Sure Of Being Kindly Spoken Of.

Interesting Situations

Yes, Vanity Is A Weakness Indeed. But Pride - Where There Is A Real Superiority Of Mind, Pride Will Be Always Under Good Regulation.

General Benevolence, But Not General Friendship, Made A Man What He Ought To Be.

Lost Friendship

I Am Excessively Diverted.

I Never Wish To Offend, But I Am So Foolishly Shy, That I Often Seem Negligent, When I Am Only Kept Back By My Natural Awkwardness ... Shyness Is Only The Effect Of A Sense Of Inferiority In Some Way Or Other. If I Could Persuade Myself That My Manners Were Perfectly Easy And Graceful, I Should Not Be Shy.

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