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How Little Of Permanent Happiness Could Belong To A Couple Who Were Only Brought Together Because Their Passions Were Stronger Than Their Virtue.

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How Little Of Permanent Happiness Could Belong To A Couple Who Were Only Brought Together Because Their Passions Were Stronger Than Their Virtue.

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Critical Moments

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I Wrote Without Much Effort; For I Was Rich, And The Rich Are Always Respectable, Whatever Be Their Style Of Writing.

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Everybody's Heart Is Open, You Know, When They Have Recently Escaped From Severe Pain, Or Are Recovering The Blessing Of Health.

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.

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

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

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What Are Men To Rocks And Mountains?

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Mary Wished To Say Something Very Sensible, But Knew Not How.

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Whatever Bears Affinity To Cunning Is Despicable.

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

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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?

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Teach Us Almighty Father, To Consider This Solemn Truth, As We Should Do, That We May Feel The Importance Of Every Day, And Every Hour As It Passes.

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

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

Deserve The Best

Know Your Own Happiness.

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

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

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One Has Not Great Hopes From Birmingham. I Always Say There Is Something Direful In The Sound.

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I Would Much Rather Have Been Merry Than Wise.

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

A Scheme Of Which Every Part Promises Delight, Can Never Be Successful; And General Disappointment Is Only Warded Off By The Defence Of Some Little Peculiar Vexation.

She Was Stronger Alone; And Her Own Good Sense So Well Supported Her, That Her Firmness Was As Unshaken, Her Appearance Of Cheerfulness As Invariable, As, With Regrets So Poignant And So Fresh, It Was Possible For Them To Be.

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How Quick Come The Reasons For Approving What We Like!

Everybody Likes To Go Their Own Way–to Choose Their Own Time And Manner Of Devotion.

I Am All Astonishment.

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.

There Is Not The Hundredth Part Of The Wine Consumed In This Kingdom That There Ought To Be. Our Foggy Climate Wants Help.

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.

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.

I Do Not Think I Ever Opened A Book In My Life Which Had Not Something To Say Upon Woman's Inconstancy. Songs And Proverbs, All Talk Of Woman's Fickleness. But Perhaps You Will Say, These Were All Written By Men.

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

Nothing Is More Deceitful Than The Appearance Of Humility.

The More I See Of The World, The More Am I Dissatisfied With It.

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

I Must Learn To Be Content With Being Happier Than I Deserve.

There Certainly Was Some Great Mismanagement In The Education Of Those Two Young Men. One Has Got All The Goodness, And The Other All The Appearance Of It.

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

There, He Had Seen Every Thing To Exalt In His Estimation The Woman He Had Lost, And There Begun To Deplore The Pride, The Folly, The Madness Of Resentment, Which Had Kept Him From Trying To Regain Her When Thrown In His Way.

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

Where The Heart Is Really Attached, I Know Very Well How Little One Can Be Pleased With The Attention Of Any Body Else.

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

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.

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.

It Is Wonderful, For Almost All His Actions May Be Traced To Pride;-and Pride Has Often Been His Best Friend.

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

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

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.

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.

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.

...when Pain Is Over, The Remembrance Of It Often Becomes A Pleasure.

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.

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

There Is Something So Amiable In The Prejudices Of A Young Mind, That One Is Sorry To See Them Give Way To The Reception Of More General Opinions.

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

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.

I Use The Verb 'to Torment,' As I Observed To Be Your Own Method, Instead Of 'to Instruct,' Supposing Them To Be Now Admitted As Synonymous.

I Should Not Mind Anything At All.

Life Could Do Nothing For Her, Beyond Giving Time For A Better Preparation For Death.

Preparation For Death

Her Spirits Wanted The Solitude And Silence Which Only Numbers Could Give.

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

I Declare After All There Is No Enjoyment Like Reading!

Pride And Prejudice Book

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.

Life Seems But A Quick Succession Of Busy Nothings.

I Declare After All There Is No Enjoyment Like Reading! How Much Sooner One Tires Of Any Thing Than Of A Book! -- When I Have A House Of My Own, I Shall Be Miserable If I Have Not An Excellent Library.

And Your Defect Is A Propensity To Hate Everybody." "and Yours," He Replied With A Smile, "is Willfully To Misunderstand Them.

Let No One Presume To Give The Feelings Of A Young Woman On Receiving The Assurance Of That Affection Of Which She Has Scarcely Allowed Herself To Entertain A Hope.

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

Provided That Nothing Like Useful Knowledge Could Be Gained From Them, Provided They Were All Story And No Reflection, She Had Never Any Objection To Books At All.

All The World Is Good And Agreeable In Your Eyes.

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.

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

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

Oh! Write, Write. Finish It At Once. Let There Be An End Of This Suspense. Fix, Commit, Condemn Yourself.

My Idea Of Good Company Is The Company Of Clever, Well-informed People Who Have A Great Deal Of Conversation; That Is What I Call Good Company.

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

Why Not Seize The Pleasure At Once? -- How Often Is Happiness Destroyed By Preparation, Foolish Preparation!

She Hoped To Be Wise And Reasonable In Time; But Alas! Alas! She Must Confess To Herself That She Was Not Wise Yet.

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.

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

Follies And Nonsense, Whims And Inconsistencies Do Divert Me, I Own, And I Laugh At Them Whenever I Can.

I Have No Talent For Certainty.

The Family Of Dashwood Had Long Been Settled In Sussex. Their Estate Was Large, And Their Residence Was At Norland Park, In The Centre Of Their Property, Where, For Many Generations, They Had Lived In So Respectable A Manner As To Engage The General Good Opinion Of Their Surrounding Acquaintance. The Late Owner Of This Estate Was A Single Man, Who Lived To A Very Advanced Age, And Who For Many Years Of His Life, Had A Constant Companion And Housekeeper In His Sister.

Vanity And Pride Are Different Things, Though The Words Are Often Used Synonymously. A Person May Be Proud Without Being Vain. Pride Relates More To Our Opinion Of Ourselves; Vanity, To What We Would Have Others Think Of Us.

I Am Determined That Only The Deepest Love Will Induce Me Into Matrimony. So... I Shall End An Old Maid, And Teach Your Ten Children To Embroider Cushions And Play Their Instruments Very Ill.

There Are Such Beings In The World -- Perhaps One In A Thousand -- As The Creature You And I Should Think Perfection; Where Grace And Spirit Are United To Worth, Where The Manners Are Equal To The Heart And Understanding; But Such A Person May Not Come In Your Way, Or, If He Does, He May Not Be The Eldest Son Of A Man Of Fortune, The Near Relation Of Your Particular Friend, And Belonging To Your Own County.

My Dear Mr. Bennet," Said His Lady To Him One Day, "have You Heard That Netherfield Park Is Let At Last?

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

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

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.

Always Resignation And Acceptance. Always Prudence And Honour And Duty. Elinor, Where Is Your Heart?

Her Own Thoughts And Reflections Were Habitually Her Best Companions.

There Could Have Been No Two Hearts So Open, No Tastes So Similar, No Feelings So In Unison

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.

If I Loved You Less, I Might Be Able To Talk About It More.

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

Let Other Pens Dwell On Guilt And Misery. I Quit Such Odious Subjects As Soon As I Can, Impatient To Restore Everybody Not Greatly In Fault Themselves To Tolerable Comfort, And To Have Done With All The Rest.

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

I Can Never Be Important To Any One.' 'what Is To Prevent You?' 'every Thing — My Situation — My Foolishness And Awkwardness.

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

It Was A Gloomy Prospect, And All That She Could Do Was To Throw A Mist Over It, And Hope When The Mist Cleared Away, She Should See Something Else.

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

She Had Nothing To Do But To Forgive Herself And Be Happier Than Ever.

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

It's Such A Happiness When Good People Get Together.

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

She Wished Such Words Unsaid With All Her Heart

Time Will Explain.

It Is Only A Novel... Or, In Short, Only Some Work In Which The Greatest Powers Of The Mind Are Displayed, In Which The Most Thorough Knowledge Of Human Nature, The Happiest Delineation Of Its Varieties, The Liveliest Effusions Of Wit And Humour, Are Conveyed To The World In The Best-chosen Language

Thorough Knowledge

Selfishness Must Always Be Forgiven You Know, Because There Is No Hope Of A Cure.

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

There Is A Quickness Of Perception In Some, A Nicety In The Discernment Of Character, A Natural Penetration, In Short, Which No Experience In Others Can Equal.

She Looked Back As Well As She Could; But It Was All Confusion. She Had Taken Up The Idea, She Supposed And Made Everything Bend To It.

Men Were Put Into The World To Teach Women The Law Of Compromise.

In Vain Have I Struggled. It Will Not Do. My Feelings Will Not Be Repressed. You Must Allow Me To Tell You How Ardently I Admire And Love You.

Funny Relationship

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

There Are Secrets In All Families.

The Person, Be It Gentleman Or Lady, Who Has Not Pleasure In A Good Novel, Must Be Intolerably Stupid.

Not Very Good, I Am Afraid. But Now Really, Do Not You Think Udolpho The Nicest Book In The World?" "the Nicest—by Which I Suppose You Mean The Neatest. That Must Depend Upon The Binding.

When I Fall In Love, It Will Be Forever.

Falling In Love

A Family Of Ten Children Will Be Always Called A Fine Family, Where There Are Heads And Arms And Legs Enough For The Number.

It Is Not Time Or Opportunity That Is To Determine Intimacy;—it Is Disposition Alone. Seven Years Would Be Insufficient To Make Some People Acquainted With Each Other, And Seven Days Are More Than Enough For Others.

Her Eye Fell Everywhere On Lawns And Plantations Of The Freshest Green; And The Trees, Though Not Fully Clothed, Were In That Delightful State When Farther Beauty Is Known To Be At Hand, And When, While Much Is Actually Given To The Sight, More Yet Remains For The Imagination.

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