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I Am Sure," Cried Catherine, "i Did Not Mean To Say Anything Wrong; But It Is A Nice Book, And Why Should Not I Call It So?" "very True," Said Henry, "and This Is A Very Nice Day, And We Are Taking A Very Nice Walk, And You Are Two Very Nice Young Ladies. Oh! It Is A Very Nice Word Indeed! It Does For Everything. Originally Perhaps It Was Applied Only To Express Neatness, Propriety, Delicacy, Or Refinement—people Were Nice In Their Dress, In Their Sentiments, Or Their Choice. But Now Every Commendation On Every Subject Is Comprised In That One Word.

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I Am Sure," Cried Catherine, "i Did Not Mean To Say Anything Wrong; But It Is A Nice Book, And Why Should Not I Call It So?" "very True," Said Henry, "and This Is A Very Nice Day, And We Are Taking A Very Nice Walk, And You Are Two Very Nice Young Ladies. Oh! It Is A Very Nice Word Indeed! It Does For Everything. Originally Perhaps It Was Applied Only To Express Neatness, Propriety, Delicacy, Or Refinement—people Were Nice In Their Dress, In Their Sentiments, Or Their Choice. But Now Every Commendation On Every Subject Is Comprised In That One Word.

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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.

I Do Not Find Myself Making Any Use Of The Word Sacrifice.

The Distance Is Nothing When One Has A Motive.

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

Could There Be Finer Symptoms? Is Not General Incivility The Very Essence Of Love?

I . . . Am Always Half Afraid Of Finding A Clever Novel Too Clever--& Of Finding My Own Story & My Own People All Forestalled.

My Ideas Flow So Rapidly That I Have Not Time To Express Them──by Which Means My Letters Sometimes Convey No Ideas At All To My Correspondents.

From All That I Can Collect By Your Manner Of Talking, You Must Be Two Of The Silliest Girls In The Country. I Have Suspected It Some Time, But I Am Now Convinced.

With Women, The Heart Argues, Not The Mind.

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

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.

Sense Will Always Have Attractions For Me.

It May Be Possible To Do Without Dancing Entirely. Instances Have Been Known Of Young People Passing Many, Many Months Successively Without Being At Any Ball Of Any Description, And No Material Injury Accrue Either To Body Or Mind.

Our Scars Make Us Know That Our Past Was For Real

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

If I Was Wrong In Yielding To Persuasion Once, Remember That It Was To Persuasion Exerted On The Side Of Safety, Not Of Risk. When I Yielded, I Thought It Was To Duty; But No Duty Could Be Called In Aid Here. In Marrying A Man Indifferent To Me, All Risk Would Have Been Incurred And All Duty Violated.

Men Of Sense, Whatever You May Choose To Say, Do Not Want Silly Wives.

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

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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.

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.

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.

If A Woman Conceals Her Affection With The Same Skill From The Object Of It, She May Lose The Opportunity Of Fixing Him; And It Will Then Be But Poor Consolation To Believe The World Equally In The Dark. There Is So Much Of Gratitude Or Vanity In Almost Any Attachment, That It Is Not Safe To Leave Any To Itself. We Can All Begin ‘freely’- As Light Preference Is Natural Enough; But There Are Very Few Of Us Who Have A Heart Enough To Be Really In Love Without Encouragement.

We Have All A Better Guide In Ourselves, If We Would Attend To It, Than Any Other Person Can Be.

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

I Am All Astonishment.

I Want Nothing But Death.

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

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

The Publicis Rather Apt To Be Unreasonably Discontented When A Woman Does Marry Again, Than When She Does Not.

A Very Short Trial Convinced Her That A Curricle Was The Prettiest Equipage In The World.

Never Could I Expect To Be So Truly Beloved And Important; So Always First And Always Right In Any Man's Eyes As I Am In My Father's.

Now They Were As Strangers; Nay Worse Than Strangers, For They Could Never Become Acquainted.

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.

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

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.

You Deserve A Longer Letter Than This; But It Is My Unhappy Fate Seldom To Treat People So Well As They Deserve.

Pity Is For This Life, Pity Is The Worm Inside The Meat, Pity Is The Meat, Pity Is The Shaking Pencil, Pity Is The Shaking Voice-- Not Enough Money, Not Enough Love--pity For All Of Us--it Is Our Grace, Walking Down The Ramp Or On The Moving Sidewalk, Sitting In A Chair, Reading The Paper, Pity, Turning A Leaf To The Light, Arranging A Thorn.

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.

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

Her Companion's Discourse Now Sunk From Its Hitherto Animated Pitch, To Nothing More Than A Short, Decisive Sentence Of Praise Or Condemnation On The Face Of Every Woman They Met; And Catherine, After Listening And Agreeing As Long As She Could,with All The Civility And Deference Of The Youthful Female Mind, Fearful Of Hazarding An Opinion Of Its Own In Opposition To That Of A Self-assured Man, Especially Where The Beauty Of Her Own Sex Is Concerned, Ventured At Length To Vary The Subject.

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

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-

I Have A High Respect For Your Nerves. They Are My Old Friends.

I Trust That Absolutes Have Gradations.

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.

Such A Letter Was Not To Be Soon Recovered From. . . . Every Moment Rather Brought Fresh Agitation. It Was An Overpowering Happiness.

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

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

It Is A Truth Universally Acknowledged, That A Single Man In Possession Of A Good Fortune, Must Be In Want Of A Wife. However Little Known The Feelings Or Views Of Such A Man May Be On His First Entering A Neighbourhood, This Truth Is So Well Fixed In The Minds Of The Surrounding Families, That He Is Considered As The Rightful Property Of Someone Or Other Of Their Daughters.

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.

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.

When I Fall In Love, It Will Be Forever.

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

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.

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

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That You Seemed Almost As Fearful Of Notice And Praise As Other Women Were Of Neglect. (edmund To Fanny)

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.

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

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

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.

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

She Is Tolerable, But Not Handsome Enough To Tempt Me, And I Am In No Humor At Present To Give Consequence To Young Ladies Who Are Slighted By Other Men.

I Leave It To Be Settled, By Whomsoever It May Concern, Whether The Tendency Of This Work Be Altogether To Recommend Parental Tyranny, Or Reward Filial Disobedience.

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What Have Wealth Or Grandeur To Do With Happiness?" Grandeur Has But Little," Said Elinor, "but Wealth Has Much To Do With It." Elinor, For Shame!" Said Marianne. "money Can Only Give Happiness Where There Is Nothing Else To Give It.

I Cannot Comprehend The Neglect Of A Family Library In Such Days As These." - Mr. Darcy

The Post Office Has A Great Charm At One Point Of Our Lives. When You Have Lived To My Age, You Will Begin To Think Letters Are Never Worth Going Through The Rain For.

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

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.

A Woman Of Seven And Twenty, Said Marianne, After Pausing A Moment, Can Never Hope To Feel Or Inspire Affection Again.

Were I To Fall In Love, Indeed, It Would Be A Different Thing! But I Never Have Been In Love; It Is Not My Way, Or My Nature; And I Do Not Think I Ever Shall.

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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.

Is Not Poetry The Food Of 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.

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.

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

Children Of The Same Family, The Same Blood, With The Same First Associations And Habits, Have Some Means Of Enjoyment In Their Power, Which No Subsequent Connections Can Supply.

Do You Not Want To Know Who Has Taken It?" Cried His Wife Impatiently.

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.

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

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

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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.

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

Indulge Your Imagination In Every Possible Flight.

It Was Absolutely Necessary To Interrupt Him Now.

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.

Till This Moment I Never Knew Myself.

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

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.

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.

To Yield Readily--easily--to The Persuasion Of A Friend Is No Merit.... To Yield Without Conviction Is No Compliment To The Understanding Of Either.

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

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

I Could Not Be Happy With A Man Whose Taste Did Not In Every Point Coincide With My Own. He Must Enter In All My Feelings; The Same Books, The Same Music Must Charm Us Both.

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

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.

You Must Learn Some Of My Philosophy. Think Only Of The Past As Its Remembrance Gives You Pleasure.

The Sooner Every Party Breaks Up The Better.

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.

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!

Whatever Bears Affinity To Cunning Is Despicable.

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.

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

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.

Beware How You Give Your Heart.

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

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

Portable Property Is Happiness In A Pocketbook.

A Novel Must Show How The World Truly Is. Somehow, Reveals The True Source Of Our Actions.

It Is Very Unfair To Judge Any Body's Conduct, Without An Intimate Knowledge Of Their Situation.

She Is Probably By This Time As Tired Of Me, As I Am Of Her; But As She Is Too Polite And I Am Too Civil To Say So, Our Letters Are Still As Frequent And Affectionate As Ever, And Our Attachment As Firm And Sincere As When It First Commenced.

Do Not Give Way To Useless Alarm; Though It Is Right To Be Prepared For The Worst, There Is No Occasion To Look On It As Certain.

Mr. Collins Is A Conceited, Pompous, Narrow-minded, Silly Man; You Know He Is, As Well As I Do; And You Must Feel, As Well As I Do, That The Woman Who Married Him Cannot Have A Proper Way Of Thinking.

Incline Us Oh God! To Think Humbly Of Ourselves, To Be Severe Only In The Examination Of Our Own Conduct, To Consider Our Fellow-creatures With Kindness, And To Judge Of All They Say And Do With That Charity Which We Would Desire From Them Ourselves.

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.

She Was Nothing More Than A Mere Good-tempered, Civil And Obliging Young Woman; As Such We Could Scarcely Dislike Her -- She Was Only An Object Of Contempt

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.

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

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.

On Every Formal Visit A Child Ought To Be Of The Party, By Way Of Provisions For Discourse.

And From The Whole She Deduced This Useful Lesson, That To Go Previously Engaged To A Ball, Does Not Necessarily Increase Either The Dignity Or Enjoyment Of A Young Lady.

Friendship Is Certainly The Finest Balm For The Pangs Of Disappointed Love.

As A Brother, A Landlord, A Master, She Considered How Many People's Happiness Were In His Guardianship! -- How Much Of Pleasure Or Pain It Was In His Power To Bestow! -- How Much Of Good Or Evil Must Be Done By Him!

She Knew That When She Played She Was Giving Pleasure Only To Herself; But This Was No New Sensation

He Was Not An Ill-disposed Young Man, Unless To Be Rather Cold Hearted, And Rather Selfish, Is To Be Ill-disposed.

Do Not Consider Me Now As An Elegant Female Intending To Plague You, But As A Rational Creature Speaking The Truth From Her Heart.

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.

Her Mind Was All Disorder. The Past, Present, Future, Every Thing Was Terrible.

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

I Declare After All There Is No Enjoyment Like Reading!

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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.

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

Almost Anything Is Possible With Time

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

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

I Have Been A Selfish Being All My Life, In Practice, Though Not In Principle.

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

The Truth Is, That In London It Is Always A Sickly Season. Nobody Is Healthy In London, Nobody Can Be.

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

We Met Dr. Hall In Such Deep Mourning That Either His Mother, His Wife, Or Himself Must Be Dead.

If I Could But Know His Heart, Everything Would Become Easy.

But For My Own Part, If A Book Is Well Written, I Always Find It Too Short.

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.

No- I Cannot Talk Of Books In A Ballroom; My Head Is Always Full Of Something Else.

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.

When Any Two Young People Take It Into Their Heads To Marry, They Are Pretty Sure By Perseverance To Carry Their Point, Be They Ever So Poor, Or Ever So Imprudent, Or Ever So Little Likely To Be Necessary To Each Other's Ultimate Comfort.

Mr. Knightley Seemed To Be Trying Not To Smile; And Succeeded Without Difficulty, Upon Mrs. Elton's Beginning To Talk To Him.

I Can Recollect Nothing More To Say At Present; Perhaps Breakfast May Assist My Ideas. I Was Deceived -- My Breakfast Supplied Only Two Ideas -- That The Rolls Were Good And The Butter Bad.

Wisdom Is Better Than Wit, And In The Long Run Will Certainly Have The Laugh On Her Side.

From The Very Beginning— From The First Moment, I May Almost Say— Of My Acquaintance With You, Your Manners, Impressing Me With The Fullest Belief Of Your Arrogance, Your Conceit, And Your Selfish Disdain Of The Feelings Of Others, Were Such As To Form The Groundwork Of Disapprobation On Which Succeeding Events Have Built So Immovable A Dislike; And I Had Not Known You A Month Before I Felt That You Were The Last Man In The World Whom I Could Ever Be Prevailed On To Marry.

How Quick Come The Reasons For Approving What We Like!

What Dreadful Hot Weather We Have! It Keeps One In A Continual State Of Inelegance.

The Very First Moment I Beheld Him, My Heart Was Irrevocably Gone.

Yes," Replied Darcy, Who Could Contain Himself No Longer, "but That Was When I First Knew Her; For It Is Many Months Since I Have Considered Her As One Of The Handsomest Women Of My Acquaintance.

What Are Men To Rocks And Mountains?

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.

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

Lost Friendship

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

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.

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

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

The World May Know My Words, But It Has No Such Privileges With My Heart

All The Privilege I Claim For My Own Sex ... Is That Of Loving Longest, When Existence Or Hope Is Gone.

Anne Hoped She Had Outlived The Age Of Blushing; But The Age Of Emotion She Certainly Had Not.

One Cannot Fix One's Eyes On The Commonest Natural Production Without Finding Food For A Rambling Fancy.

I Have Been Used To Consider Poetry As "the Food Of Love" Said Darcy. "of A Fine, Stout, Healthy Love It May. Everything Nourishes What Is Strong Already. But If It Be Only A Slight, Thin Sort Of Inclination, I Am Convinced That One Good Sonnet Will Starve It Entirely Away.

I Know So Many Who Have Married In The Full Expectation And Confidence Of Some One Particular Advantage In The Connection, Or Accomplishment, Or Good Quality In The Person, Who Have Found Themselves Entirely Deceived, And Been Obliged To Put Up With Exactly The Reverse. What Is This But A Take In?

I Have Made Myself Two Or Three Caps To Wear Of Evenings Since I Came Home, And They Save Me A World Of Torment As To Hair-dressing, Which At Present Gives Me No Trouble Beyond Washing And Brushing, For My Long Hair Is Always Plaited Up Out Of Sight, And My Short Hair Curls Well Enough To Want No Papering.

Marriage Is Indeed A Maneuvering Business.

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.

Your Countenance Perfectly Informs Me That You Were In Company Last Night With The Person, Whom You Think The Most Agreeable In The World, The Person Who Interests You At This Present Time, More Than All The Rest Of The World Put Together.

Time Will Generally Lessen The Interest Of Every Attachment Not Within The Daily Circle.

I Consider A Country-dance As An Emblem Of Marriage. Fidelity And Complaisance Are The Principle Duties Of Both; And Those Men Who Do Not Choose To Dance Or To Marry Them Selves, Have No Business With The Partners Or Wives Of The Neighbors.

There Is One Thing, Emma, Which A Man Can Always Do If He Chooses, And That Is His Duty; Not By Manoeuvring And Finessing, But By Vigour And Resolution. - Mr. Knightley

It Is Very Difficult For The Prosperous To Be Humble.

Oh!” Said She, “i Heard You Before, But I Could Not Immediately Determine What To Say In Reply. You Wanted Me, I Know, To Say ‘yes,’ That You Might Have The Pleasure Of Despising My Taste; But I Always Delight In Overthrowing Those Kind Of Schemes, And Cheating A Person Of Their Premeditated Contempt. I Have, Therefore Made Up My Mind To Tell You, That I Do Not Want To Dance A Reel At All--and Now Despise Me If You Dare.” “indeed I Do Not Dare.

I Am Sure Of This, That If Everybody Was To Drink Their Bottle A Day, There Would Be Not Half The Disorders In The World There Are Now. It Would Be A Famous Good Thing For Us All.

How Can You Contrive To Write So Even?

It Is A Truth Universally Acknowledged, That A Single Man In Possession Of A Good Fortune, Must Be In Want Of A Wife.

I Have Changed My Mind, And Changed The Trimmings Of My Cap This Morning; They Are Now Such As You Suggested.

Faultless In Spite Of All Her Faults.

She Would Have Liked To Know How He Felt As To A Meeting. Perhaps Indifferent, If Indifference Could Exist Under Such Circumstances. He Must Be Either Indifferent Or Unwilling. Has He Wished Ever To See Her Again, He Need Not Have Waited Till This Time; He Would Have Done What She Could Not But Believe That In His Place She Should Have Done Long Ago, When Events Had Been Early Giving Him The Indepencence Which Alone Had Been Wanting.

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

'my Fingers,' Said Elizabeth, 'do Not Move Over This Instrument In The Masterly Manner Which I See So Many Woman's Do. They Have Not The Same Force Of Rapidity And Do Not Possess The Same Expression. But Then I Have Always Supposed It To Be My Own Fault - Because I Would Not Take The Trouble Of Practicing. It Is Not That I Do Not Believe My Fingers As Capable As Any Other Woman's Of Superior Execution.' Darcy Smiled And Said, 'you Are Perfectly Right.'

My Style Of Writing Is Very Diffrent From Yours.

I Would Much Rather Have Been Merry Than Wise.

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

I Do Regard Her As One Who Is Too Modest For The World In General To Be Aware Of Half Her Accomplishments, And Too Highly Accomplished For Modesty To Be Natural Of Any Other Woman.

The Mere Habit Of Learning To Love Is The Thing; And A Teachableness Of Disposition In A Young Lady Is A Great Blessing

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

What A Shame, For I Dearly Love To Laugh.

The Evil Of The Actual Disparity In Their Ages (and Mr. Woodhouse Had Not Married Early) Was Much Increased By His Constitution And Habits; For Having Been A Valetudinarian All His Life, Without Activity Of Mind Or Body, He Was A Much Older Man In Ways Than In Years; And Though Everywhere Beloved For The Friendliness Of His Heart And His Amiable Temper, His Talents Could Not Have Recommended Him At Any Time.

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

Deserve The Best

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!

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

And What Am I To Do On The Occasion? -- It Seems An Hopeless Business.

Had Elizabeth Been Able To Encounter His Eye, She Might Have Seen How Well The Expression Of Heartfelt Delight, Diffused Over His Face, Became Him; But, Though She Could Not Look, She Could Listen, And He Told Her Of Feelings, Which, In Proving Of What Importance She Was To Him, Made His Affection Every Moment More Valuable.

Where A Man Does His Best With Only Moderate Powers, He Will Have The Advantage Over Negligent Superiority.

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