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I Read It [history] A Little As A Duty, But It Tells Me Nothing That Does Not Either Vex Or Weary Me. The Quarrels Of Popes And Kings, With Wars Or Pestilences, In Every Page; The Men All So Good For Nothing, And Hardly Any Women At All — It Is Very Tiresome: And Yet I Often Think It Odd That It Should Be So Dull, For A Great Deal Of It Must Be Invention.

-Jane Austen

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I Read It [history] A Little As A Duty, But It Tells Me Nothing That Does Not Either Vex Or Weary Me. The Quarrels Of Popes And Kings, With Wars Or Pestilences, In Every Page; The Men All So Good For Nothing, And Hardly Any Women At All — It Is Very Tiresome: And Yet I Often Think It Odd That It Should Be So Dull, For A Great Deal Of It Must Be Invention.

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They Gave Themselves Up Wholly To Their Sorrow, Seeking Increase Of Wretchedness In Every Reflection That Could Afford It, And Resolved Against Ever Admitting Consolation In Future.

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

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.

You Are Mistaken, Mr. Darcy, If You Suppose That The Mode Of Your Declaration Affected Me In Any Other Way, Than As It Spared The Concern Which I Might Have Felt In Refusing You, Had You Behaved In A More Gentlemanlike Manner.

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.

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.

Almost Anything Is Possible With Time

Anything Is Possible

It Is Better To Know As Little As Possible Of The Defects Of The Person With Whom You Are To Pass Your Life.

How Hard It Is In Some Cases To Be Believed!' 'and How Impossible In Others!

Nothing Amuses Me More Than The Easy Manner With Which Everybody Settles The Abundance Of Those Who Have A Great Deal Less Than Themselves.

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

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

Pleasant Surprises

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

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

Husbands And Wives Generally Understand When Opposition Will Be Vain.

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!

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.

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

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

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.

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

You Pierce My Soul. I Am Half Agony, Half Hope. Tell Me Not That I Am Too Late, That Such Precious Feelings Are Gone For Ever. I Offer Myself To You Again With A Heart Even More Your Own Than When You Almost Broke It, Eight And A Half Years Ago. Dare Not Say That A Man Forgets Sooner Than Woman, That His Love Has An Earlier Death. I Have Loved None But You. Unjust I May Have Been, Weak And Resentful I Have Been, But Never Inconstant.

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

Business, You Know, May Bring You Money, But Friendship Hardly Ever Does.

With Women, The Heart Argues, Not The Mind.

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

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.

There Is No Charm Equal To Tenderness Of Heart.

When Money Is Once Parted With, It Can Never Return.

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

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

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

Beware How You Give Your Heart.

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

In Every Power, Of Which Taste Is The Foundation, Excellence Is Pretty Fairly Divided Between The Sexes.

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

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.

Angry People Are Not Always Wise.

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.

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

Lost Friendship

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.

I Walk: I Prefer Walking.

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)

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

Sometimes The Last Person On Earth You Want To Be With Is The One Person You Can't Be Without.

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.

We Are All Fools In Love.

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

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.

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.

…she Felt Depressed Beyond Any Thing She Had Ever Known Before.

My Heart Is, And Always Will Be, Yours.

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.

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

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

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

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

Pride And Prejudice Book

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.

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

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.

Vanity, Not Love, Has Been My Folly.

Pride And Prejudice Book

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

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

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.

There Is Nothing I Would Not Do For Those Who Are Really My Friends. I Have No Notion Of Loving People By Halves, It Is Not My Nature.

Cute Relationship

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

This Is An Evening Of Wonders, Indeed!

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

An Annuity Is A Very Serious Business.

Serious Business

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

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

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

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-

My Courage Always Rises With Every Attempt To Intimidate Me.

There Are Certainly Not So Many Men Of Large Fortune In The World, As There Are Pretty Women To Deserve Them.

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

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.

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

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!

I Cannot Make Speeches, Emma...if I Loved You Less, I Might Be Able To Talk About It More. But You Know What I Am. You Hear Nothing But Truth From Me. I Have Blamed You, And Lectured You, And You Have Borne It As No Other Woman In England Would Have Borne It.

I Think Him Every Thing That Is Worthy And Amiable.

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

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

They Were Within Twenty Yards Of Each Other, And So Abrupt Was His Appearance, That It Was Impossible To Avoid His Sight. Their Eyes Instantly Met, And The Cheeks Of Each Were Overspread With The Deepest Blush. He Absolutely Started, And For A Moment Seemed Immoveable From Surprise; But Shortly Recovering Himself, Advanced Towards The Party, And Spoke To Elizabeth, If Not In Terms Of Perfect Composure, At Least Of Perfect Civility.

I Cannot Fix On The Hour, Or The Spot, Or The Look Or The Words, Which Laid The Foundation. It Is Too Long Ago. I Was In The Middle Before I Knew That I Had Begun.

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

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

Each Found Her Greatest Safety In Silence.

Far Be It From Me, My Dear Sister, To Depreciate Such Pleasures. They Would Doubtless Be Congenial With The Generality Of Female Minds. But I Confess They Would Have No Charms For Me. I Should Infinitely Prefer A Book.

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

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

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

I Could Not Sit Seriously Down To Write A Serious Romance Under Any Other Motive Than To Save My Life, & If It Were Indispensable For Me To Keep It Up & Never Relax Into Laughing At Myself Or Other People, I Am Sure I Should Be Hung Before I Had Finished The First Chapter. No - I Must Keep My Own Style & Go On In My Own Way; And Though I May Never Succeed Again In That, I Am Convinced That I Should Totally Fail In Any Other.

Time, Time Will Heal The Wound.

But There Was Happiness Elsewhere Which No Description Can Reach.

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

Perhaps It Is Our Imperfections That Make Us So Perfect For One Another.

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

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.

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

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

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

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.

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.

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

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.

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.

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

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!

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

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.

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

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

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

One Cannot Know What A Man Really Is By The End Of A Fortnight.

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

Laugh As Much As You Choose, But You Will Not Laugh Me Out Of My Opinion.

There Is Nothing Like Employment, Active Indispensable Employment, For Relieving Sorrow. Employment, Even Melancholy, May Dispel Melancholy.

None Of Us Want To Be In Calm Waters All Our Lives.

The Worst Crimes; Are The Crimes Of The Heart

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

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

Did Not You? I Did For You. But That Is One Great Difference Between Us. Compliments Always Take You By Surprise, And Me Never.

You Have Delighted Us Long Enough.

..that Sanguine Expectation Of Happiness Which Is Happiness Itself

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.

But People Themselves Alter So Much, That There Is Something New To Be Observed In Them For Ever.

What A Shame, For I Dearly Love To Laugh.

Nay," Cried Bingley, "this Is Too Much, To Remember At Night All The Foolish Things That Were Said In The Morning.

Her Own Thoughts And Reflections Were Habitually Her Best Companions.

Obstinate, Headstrong Girl!

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

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

When I Fall In Love, It Will Be Forever.

Falling In Love

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

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

Arguments Are Too Much Like Disputes.

A Woman Never Looks Better Than On Horseback

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.

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

I Will Not Adopt That Ungenerous And Impolitic Custom So Common With Novel Writers, Of Degrading By Their Contemptuous Censure The Very Performances, To The Number Of Which They Are Themselves Adding?joining With Their Greatest Enemies In Bestowing The Harshest Epithets On Such Works, And Scarcely Ever Permitting Them To Be Read By Their Own Heroine, Who, If She Accidentally Take Up A Novel, Is Sure To Turn Over Its Insipid Leaves With Disgust.

But Your Mind Is Warped By An Innate Principle Of General Integrity, And, Therefore, Not Accessible To The Cool Reasonings Of Family Partiality, Or A Desire Of Revenge.

Every Man Is Surrounded By A Neighborhood Of Voluntary Spies.

Good Apple Pies Are A Considerable Part Of Our Domestic Happiness.

There Seems Almost A General Wish Of Descrying The Capacity And Undervaluing The Labour Of The Novelist, And Of Slighting The Performances Which Have Only Genius, Wit, And Taste To Recommend Them.

An Egg Boiled Very Soft Is Not Unwholesome.

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

If Any One Faculty Of Our Nature May Be Called More Wonderful Than The Rest, I Do Think It Is Memory. There Seems Something More Speakingly Incomprehensible In The Powers, The Failures, The Inequalities Of Memory, Than In Any Other Of Our Intelligences. The Memory Is Sometimes So Retentive, So Serviceable, So Obedient; At Others, So Bewildered And So Weak; And At Others Again, So Tyrannic, So Beyond Control! We Are, To Be Sure, A Miracle Every Way; But Our Powers Of Recollecting And Of Forgetting Do Seem Peculiarly Past Finding Out.

The Less Said The Better.

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

Yet There It Was Not Love. It Was A Little Fever Of Admiration; But It Might, Probably Must, End In Love With Some

Have A Little Compassion On My Nerves. You Tear Them To Pieces.

Had I Not Been Bound To Silence I Could Have Provided Proof Enough Of A Broken Heart, Even For You.

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Preparation For Death

You Pierce My Soul. I Am Half Agony, Half Hope. Tell Me Not That I Am Too Late, That Such Precious Feelings Are Gone For Ever.

Nobody Is Healthy In London, Nobody Can Be.

It Does Not Appear To Me That My Hand Is Unworthy Your Acceptance, Or That The Establishment I Can Offer Would Be Any Other Than Highly Desirable.

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.

I Have No Talent For Certainty.

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

What Wild Imaginations One Forms Where Dear Self Is Concerned! How Sure To Be Mistaken!

Wild Imagination

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

Pride And Prejudice Pride

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

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

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

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

No: The Years Which Had Destroyed Her Youth And Bloom Had Only Given Him A More Glowing, Manly, Open Look, In No Respect Lessening His Personal Advantages. She Had Seen The Same Frederick Wentworth.

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

I Am Going To Take A Heroine Whom No One But Myself Will Much Like

My Good Opinion Once Lost Is Lost Forever.

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.

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.

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.

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

I Cannot Speak Well Enough To Be Unintelligible.

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

Oh! Single, My Dear, To Be Sure! A Single Man Of Large Fortune; Four Or Five Thousand A Year. What A Fine Thing For Our Girls!

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

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

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

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.

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

He Is A Gentleman; I Am A Gentleman's Daughter; So Far We Are Equal.

Life Seems But A Quick Succession Of Busy Nothings.

Let Other Pens Dwell On Guilt And Misery.

The Most Incomprehensible Thing In The World To A Man, Is A Woman Who Rejects His Offer Of Marriage!

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.

If People Like To Read Their Books, It Is All Very Well, But To Be At So Much Trouble In Filling Great Volumes, Which, As I Used To Think, Nobody Would Willingly Ever Look Into, To Be Labouring Only For The Torment Of Little Boys And Girls, Always Struck Me As A Hard Fate.

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

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.

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