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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.

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I Have Faults Enough,

Jane Austen

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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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

An Unhappy Alternative Is Before You, Elizabeth. From This Day You Must Be A Stranger To One Of Your Parents. Your Mother Will Never See You Again If You Do Not Marry Mr. Collins, And I Will Never See You Again If You Do.

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

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.

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.

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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.

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 Have No Pretensions Whatever To That Kind Of Elegance Which Consists In Tormenting A Respectable Man.

I Go Too Long Without Picking Up A Good Book, I Feel Like I've Done Nothing Useful With My Life.

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.

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

Had I Been In Love, I Could Not Have Been More Wretchedly Blind. But Vanity, Not Love, Has Been My Folly.

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.

To Wish Was To Hope, And To Hope Was To Expect

All The World Is Good And Agreeable In Your Eyes.

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.

Fine Dancing, I Believe, Like Virtue, Must Be Its Own Reward.

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.

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.

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

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

I Have Not A Doubt Of Your Doing Very Well Together. Your Tempers Are By No Means Unlike. You Are Each Of You So Complying, That Nothing Will Ever Be Resolved On; So Easy, That Every Servant Will Cheat You; And So Generous, That You Will Always Exceed Your Income.

How Can I Dispose Of Myself With It?

Almost Anything Is Possible With Time

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Indulge Your Imagination In Every Possible Flight.

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

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

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Oh! Do Not Attack Me With Your Watch. A Watch Is Always Too Fast Or Too Slow. I Cannot Be Dictated To By A Watch.

Wickedness Is Always Wickedness, But Folly Is Not Always Folly.

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

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

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

Deserve The Best

He Then Departed, To Make Himself Still More Interesting, In The Midst Of A Heavy Rain.

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

We Are Each Of An Unsocial, Taciturn Disposition, Unwilling To Speak, Unless We Expect To Say Something That Will Amaze The Whole Room, And Be Handed Down To Posterity With All The Eclat Of A Proverb.

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The Power Of Doing Any Thing With Quickness Is Always Much Prized By The Possessor, And Often Without Any Attention To The Imperfection Of The Performance. - Mr Darcy

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

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You Must Be The Best Judge Of Your Own Happiness.

Is Not Poetry The Food Of Love?

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.

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I Mean To Be Too Rich To Lament Or To Feel Anything Of The Sort. A Large Income Is The Best Recipe For Happiness I Ever Heard Of. It Certainly May Secure All The Myrtle And Turkey Part Of It.

There Is Nothing Like Staying At Home For Real Comfort.

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Know Your Own Happiness. You Want Nothing But Patience- Or Give It A More Fascinating Name, Call It Hope.

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

Self-knowledge Is The First Step To Maturity.

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

He May Live In My Memory As The Most Amiable Man Of My Acquaintance.

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.

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I Trust That Absolutes Have Gradations.

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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.

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.

A Mr. (save, Perhaps, Some Half Dozen In The Nation,) Always Needs A Note Of Explanation.

We All Love To Instruct, Though We Can Teach Only What Is Not Worth Knowing.

I Believe You [men] Capable Of Everything Great And Good In Your Married Lives. I Believe You Equal To Every Important Exertion, And To Every Domestic Forbearance, So Long As - If I May Be Allowed The Expression, So Long As You Have An Object. I Mean, While The Woman You Love Lives, And Lives For You. All The Privilege I Claim For My Own Sex (it Is Not A Very Enviable One, You Need Not Covet It) Is That Of Loving Longest, When Existence Or When Hope Is Gone.

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.

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

It Was Not In Her Nature, However, To Increase Her Vexations By Dwelling On Them. She Was Confident Of Having Performed Her Duty, And To Fret Over Unavoidable Evils, Or Augment Them By Anxiety, Was Not Part Of Her Disposition.

Life Seems But A Quick Succession Of Busy Nothings.

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.

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.

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.

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

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

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.

Our Scars Make Us Know That Our Past Was For Real

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If Adventures Will Not Befall A Young Lady In Her Own Village, She Must Seek Them Abroad.

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

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

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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 Declare After All There Is No Enjoyment Like Reading!

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Sense Will Always Have Attractions For Me.

Vanity, Not Love, Has Been My Folly.

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

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

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.

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

To Flatter And Follow Others, Without Being Flattered And Followed In Turn, Is But A State Of Half Enjoyment.

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

She Wished Such Words Unsaid With All Her Heart

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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.

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

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

I Encourage Him To Be In His Garden As Often As Possible. Then He Has To Walk To Rosings Nearly Every Day. ... I Admit I Encourage Him In That Also.

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

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.

When The Evening Was Over, Anne Could Not Be Amused…nor Could She Help Fearing, On More Serious Reflection, That, Like Many Other Great Moralists And Preachers, She Had Been Eloquent On A Point In Which Her Own Conduct Would Ill Bear Examination.

She Was Heartily Ashamed Of Her Ignorance - A Misplaced Shame. Where People Wish To Attach, They Should Always Be Ignorant. To Come With A Well−informed Mind Is To Come With An Inability Of Administering To The Vanity Of Others, Which A Sensible Person Would Always Wish To Avoid. A Woman Especially, If She Have The Misfortune Of Knowing Anything, Should Conceal It As Well As She Can.

Pride... Is A Very Common Failing, I Believe. By All That I Have Ever Read, I Am Convinced That It Is Very Common Indeed; That Human Nature Is Particularly Prone To It, And That There Are Very Few Of Us Who Do Not Cherish A Feeling Of Self-complacency On The Score Of Some Quality Or The Other, Real Or Imaginary. 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 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.

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.

You Either Choose This Method Of Passing The Evening Because You Are In Each Other's Confidence, And Have Secret Affairs To Discuss, Or Because You Are Conscious That Your Figures Appear To The Greatest Advantage In Walking;— If The First, I Should Be Completely In Your Way, And If The Second, I Can Admire You Much Better As I Sit By The Fire.

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

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

She Told The Story, However, With Great Spirit Among Her Friends; For She Had A Lively, Playful Disposition, Which Delighted In Any Thing Ridiculous.

Mr. Bennet's Expectations Were Fully Answered. His Cousin Was As Absurd As He Had Hoped, And He Listened To Him With The Keenest Enjoyment.

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

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

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

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

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.

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

Vanity Working On A Weak Head, Produces Every Sort Of Mischief.

The Wisest And The Best Of Men, Nay, The Wisest And Best Of Their Actions, May Be Rendered Ridiculous By A Person Whose First Object In Life Is A Joke.

I Should Not Mind Anything At All.

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

Dress Is At All Times A Frivolous Distinction, And Excessive Solicitude About It Often Destroys Its Own Aim.

Imust Have A London Audience.i Could Never Preach, But To The Educated; To Those Who Were Capable Of Estimating My Composition.

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.

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.

I Will Not Allow It To Be More Man's Nature Than Woman's To Be Inconstant.

To Hope Was To Expect

Every Savage Can Dance.

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.

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

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.

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

I Should Infinitely Prefer A Book.

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.

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

I Have Read Your Book, And I Disapprove.

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

An Interval Of Meditation, Serious And Grateful, Was The Best Corrective Of Everything Dangerous.

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.

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.

I Have Not The Pleasure Of Understanding You.

If I Had Ever Learnt, I Should Have Been A Great Proficient.

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

To Begin Perfect Happiness At The Respective Ages Of 26 And 18 Is To Do Pretty Well.

Perfect Happiness

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?

I Begin Already To Weigh My Words And Sentences More Than I Did, And Am Looking About For A Sentiment, An Illustration, Or A Metaphor In Every Corner Of The Room. Could My Ideas Flow As Fast As The Rain In The Storecloset It Would Be Charming.

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

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.

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

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

It Is Very Often Nothing But Our Own Vanity That Deceives Us. Women Fancy Admiration Means More Than It Does. And Men Take Care That They Should.

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.

If Any Young Men Come For Mary Or Kitty, Send Them In, For I Am Quite As Leisure.

My Style Of Writing Is Very Diffrent From Yours.

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

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

She Attracted Him More Than He Liked.

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

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.

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

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