Background Image

...

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.

-Jane Austen

...

Please Wait....
Translating....

Let No One Presume

Jane Austen

...

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.

Views: 74026

Topic

More From Jane Austen

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

If This Man Had Not Twelve Thousand A Year, He Would Be A Very Stupid Fellow.

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.

Now Be Sincere; Did You Admire Me For My Impertinence?" "for The Liveliness Of Your Mind, I Did.

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

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

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

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 Have No More To Say. If This Be The Case, He Deserves You. I Could Not Have Parted With You, My Lizzy, To Any One Less Worthy.

We Are All Fools In Love.

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

And We Mean To Treat You All,' Added Lydia, 'but You Must Lend Us The Money, For We Have Just Spent Ours At The Shop Out There.

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

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

Pleasant Surprises

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

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

And Pictures Of Perfection, As You Know, Make Me Sick And Wicked.

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

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

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

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

[mrs. Allen Was] Never Satisfied With The Day Unless She Spent The Chief Of It By The Side Of Mrs. Thorpe, In What They Called Conversation, But In Which There Was Scarcely Ever Any Exchange Of Opinion, And Not Often Any Resemblance Of Subject, For Mrs. Thorpe Talked Chiefly Of Her Children, And Mrs. Allen Of Her Gowns.

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.

Better Be Without Sense Than Misapply It As You Do.

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.

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.

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.

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

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

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.

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

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

Silly Things Do Cease To Be Silly If They Are Done By Sensible People In An Impudent Way.

She Tried To Be Calm, And Leave Things To Take Their Course; And Tried To Dwell Much On This Argument Of Rational Dependence – “surely, If There Be Constant Attachment On Each Side, Our Hearts Must Understand Each Other Ere Long. We Are Not Boy And Girl, To Be Captiously Irritable, Misled By Every Moment’s Inadvertence, And Wantonly Playing With Our Own Happiness.” And Yet, A Few Minutes Afterwards, She Felt As If Their Being In Company With Each Other, Under Their Present Circumstances, Could Only Be Exposing Them To Inadvertencies And Misconstructions Of The Most Mischievous Kind.

Let Us Have The Luxury Of Silence.

She Mediated, By Turns, On Broken Promises And Broken Arches, Phaetons And False Hangings, Tilneys And Trap-doors.

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.

It Would Be Mortifying To The Feelings Of Many Ladies, Could They Be Made To Understand How Little The Heart Of A Man Is Affected By What Is Costly Or New In Their Attire.

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

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.

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.

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

There Is Nothing Like Staying At Home For Real Comfort.

I Have Never Yet Known What It Was To Separate Esteem From Love

All The World Is Good And Agreeable In Your Eyes.

... Professing Myself Moreover Convinced That The General's Unjust Interference, So Far From Being Really Injurious To Their Felicity, Was Perhaps Rather Conducive To It, By Improving Their Knowledge Of Each Other, And Adding Strength To Their Attachment, 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.

But There Was Happiness Elsewhere Which No Description Can Reach.

She Had Been Forced Into Prudence In Her Youth, She Learned Romance As She Grew Older: The Natural Sequel Of An Unnatural Beginning.

A Man . . . Must Have A Very Good Opinion Of Himself When He Asks People To Leave Their Own Fireside, And Encounter Such A Day As This, For The Sake Of Coming To See Him. He Must Think Himself A Most Agreeable Fellow.

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.

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

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.

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.

My Sore Throats Are Always Worse Than Anyone's.

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

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

What Do You Know Of My Heart? What Do You Know Of Anything But Your Own Suffering?

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

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

A Submissive Spirit Might Be Patient, A Strong Understanding Would Supply Resolution, But Here Was Something More; Here Was That Elasticity Of Mind, That Disposition To Be Comforted, That Power Of Turning Readily From Evil To Good, And Of Finding Employment Which Carried Her Out Of Herself, Which Was From Nature Alone. It Was The Choicest Gift Of Heaven; And Anne Viewed Her Friend As One Of Those Instances In Which, By A Merciful Appointment, It Seems Designed To Counterbalance Almost Every Other Want.

People Always Live For Ever When There Is An Annuity To Be Paid Them

Where The Waters Do Agree, It Is Quite Wonderful The Relief They Give.

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

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

What A Shame, For I Dearly Love To Laugh.

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

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

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.

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

Our Scars Make Us Know That Our Past Was For Real

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

It Has Sunk Him, I Cannot Say How Much It Has Sunk Him In My Opinion. So Unlike What A Man Should Be!-none Of That Upright Integrity, That Strict Adherence To Truth And Principle, That Distain Of Trick And Littleness, Which A Man Should Display In Every Transaction Of His Life.

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

In A Letter From Bath To Her Sister, Cassandra, One Senses Her Frustration At Her Sheltered Existence, Tuesday, 12 May 1801. Another Stupid Party . . . With Six People To Look On, And Talk Nonsense To Each Other.

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.

A Man Always Imagines A Woman To Be Ready For Anybody Who Asks Her.

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.

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.

The Longer They Were Together The More Doubtful Seemed The Nature Of His Regard, And Sometimes For A Few Painful Minutes She Believed It To Be No More Than Friendship

To Her Own Heart It Was A Delightful Affair, To Her Imagination It Was Even A Ridiculous One, But To Her Reason, Her Judgment, It Was Completely A Puzzle.

I Am Afraid That The Pleasantness Of An Employment Does Not Always Evince Its Propriety.

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.

A Large Income Is The Best Recipe For Happiness I Ever Heard Of.

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

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.

It Is Always Incomprehensible To A Man That A Woman Should Ever Refuse An Offer Of Marriage.

How Can You Contrive To Write So Even?

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.

People That Marry Can Never Part, But Must Go And Keep House Together. People That Dance Only Stand Opposite Each Other In A Long Room For Half An Hour.

A Person Who Can Write A Long Letter With Ease, Cannot Write Ill.

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

Thus Much Indeed He Was Obliged To Acknowledge - That He Had Been Constant Unconsciously, Nay Unintentionally; That He Had Meant To Forget Her, And Believed It To Be Done. He Had Imagined Himself Indifferent, When He Had Only Been Angry; And He Had Been Unjust To Her Merits, Because He Had Been A Sufferer From Them.

Let Other Pens Dwell On Guilt And Misery.

She Was Feeling, Thinking, Trembling About Everything; Agitated, Happy, Miserable, Infinitely Obliged, Absolutely Angry.

You Were Disgusted With The Women Who Were Always Speaking And Looking, And Thinking For Your Approbation Alone. I Roused, And Interested You, Because I Was So Unlike Them.

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

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

I Have Had To Contend Against The Unkindness Of His Sister, And The Insolence Of His Mother; And Have Suffered The Punishment Of An Attachment, Without Enjoying Its Advantages.

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

How Horrible It Is To Have So Many People Killed! And What A Blessing That One Cares For None Of Them!

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

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.

But It Is Very Foolish To Ask Questions About Any Young Ladies — About Any Three Sisters Just Grown Up; For One Knows, Without Being Told, Exactly What They Are — All Very Accomplished And Pleasing, And One Very Pretty. There Is A Beauty In Every Family. — It Is A Regular Thing

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.

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.

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.

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

Vanity, Not Love, Has Been My Folly.

Pride And Prejudice Book

They Are Much To Be Pitied Who Have Not Been Given A Taste For Nature Early In Life.

It Is A Shocking Trick For A Young Person To Be Always Lolling Upon A Sofa.

There Is Not The Least Wit In My Nature. I Am A Very Matter Of Fact, Plain Spoken Being, And May Blunder On The Borders Of A Repartee For Half An Hour Together Without Striking It Out.

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.

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

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.

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!

We Do Not Suffer By Accident.

It Sometimes Happens That A Woman Is Handsomer At Twenty-nine Than She Was Ten Years Before.

Vanity Was The Beginning And The End Of Sir Walter Elliot's Character; Vanity Of Person And Of Situation. He Had Been Remarkably Handsome In His Youth; And, At Fifty-four, Was Still A Very Fine Man. Few Women Could Think More Of Their Personal Appearance Than He Did, Nor Could The Valet Of Any New Made Lord Be More Delighted With The Place He Held In Society. He Considered The Blessing Of Beauty As Inferior Only To The Blessing Of A Baronetcy; And The Sir Walter Elliott, Who United These Gifts, Was The Constant Object Of His Warmest Respect And Devotion.

My Object Then," Replied Darcy, "was To Show You, By Every Civility In My Power, That I Was Not So Mean As To Resent The Past; And I Hoped To Obtain Your Forgiveness, To Lessen Your Ill Opinion, By Letting You See That Your Reproofs Had Been Attended To. How Soon Any Other Wishes Introduced Themselves I Can Hardly Tell, But I Believe In About Half An Hour After I Had Seen You.

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

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

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

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.

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.

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

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

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

Woe Betide Him, And Her Too, When It Comes To Things Of Consequence, When They Are Placed In Circumstances Requiring Fortitude And Strength Of Mind, If She Have Not Resolution Enough To Resist Idle Interference ... It Is The Worst Evil Of Too Yielding And Indecisive A Character, That No Influence Over It Can Be Depended On. You Are Never Sure Of A Good Impression Being Durable; Everybody May Sway It. Let Those Who Would Be Happy Be Firm.

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

It Was Absolutely Necessary To Interrupt Him Now.

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.

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

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.

How She Might Have Felt Had There Been No Captain Wentworth In The Case, Was Not Worth Enquiry; For There Was A Captain Wentworth: And Be The Conclusion Of The Present Suspense Good Or Bad, Her Affection Would Be His Forever. Their Union, She Believed, Could Not Divide Her More From Other Men, Than Their Final Separation.

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.

Nobody Could Catch Cold By The Sea; Nobody Wanted Appetite By The Sea; Nobody Wanted Spirits; Nobody Wanted Strength. Sea Air Was Healing, Softening, Relaxing - Fortifying And Bracing - Seemingly Just As Was Wanted - Sometimes One, Sometimes The Other. If The Sea Breeze Failed, The Seabath Was The Certain Corrective; And Where Bathing Disagreed, The Sea Air Alone Was Evidently Designed By Nature For The Cure.

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

Sometimes One Is Guided By What They Say Of Themselves, And Very Frequently By What Other People Say Of Them, Without Giving Oneself Time To Deliberate And Judge." -elinor Dashwood

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

Personal Size And Mental Sorrow Have Certainly No Necessary Proportions. A Large Bulky Figure Has A Good A Right To Be In Deep Affliction, As The Most Graceful Set Of Limbs In The World. But, Fair Or Not Fair, There Are Unbecoming Conjunctions, Which Reason Will Pa Tronize In Vain,--which Taste Cannot Tolerate,--which Ridicule Will Seize.

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.

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

She Will Never Submit To Any Thing Requiring Industry And Patience, And A Subjection Of The Fancy To The Understanding.

I Want Nothing But Death.

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

A Vast Deal May Be Done By Those Who Dare To Act.

...i Will Not Allow Books To Prove Any Thing." "but How Shall We Prove Any Thing?" "we Never Shall.

The Evening Ended With Dancing. On Its Being Proposed, Anne Offered Her Services, As Usual, And Though Her Eyes Would Sometimes Fill With Tears As She Sat At The Instrument, She Was Extremely Glad To Be Employed, And Desired Nothing In Return But To Be Unobserved.

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

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

Obstinate, Headstrong Girl!

There Were Several Battles Between The Yorkists And The Lancastrians, In Which The Former (as They Ought) Usually Won.

I Am Only Resolved To Act In That Manner, Which Will, In My Own Opinion, Constitute My Happiness, Without Reference To You, Or To Any Person So Wholly Unconnected With Me.

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

You Pierce My Soul. I Am Half Agony, Half Hope...i Have Loved None But You.

I Should Not Mind Anything At All.

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

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

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.

Fine Dancing, I Believe Like Virtue, Must Be Its Own Reward. Those Who Are Standing By Are Usually Thinking Of Something Very Different.

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

I Am Not Romantic, You Know; I Never Was.

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.

To Sit In The Shade On A Fine Day And Look Upon Verdure Is The Most Perfect Refreshment.

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

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

If A Woman Doubts As To Whether She Should Accept A Man Or Not, She Certainly Ought To Refuse Him. If She Can Hesitate As To `yes,' She Ought To Say `no' Directly. It Is Not A State To Be Safely Entered Into With Doubtful Feelings, With Half A Heart.

Yes, I Found Myself, By Insensible Degrees, Sincerely Fond Of Her; And The Happiest Hours Of My Life Were What I Spent With Her.

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!

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

What Strange Creatures Brothers Are!

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

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

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

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

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

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.

She Felt That She Could So Much More Depend Upon The Sincerity Of Those Who Sometimes Looked Or Said A Careless Or A Hasty Thing, Than Of Those Whose Presence Of Mind Never Varied, Whose Tongue Never Slipped.

Presence Of Mind

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

This Sweetest And Best Of All Creatures, Faultless In Spite Of All Her Faults.

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.

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

I Am Certainly The Most Fortunate Creature That Ever Existed!

I Have No Talent For Certainty.

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

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.

Facts Or Opinions Which Are To Pass Through The Hands Of So Many, To Be Misconceived By Folly In One, And Ignorance In Another, Can Hardly Have Much Truth Left.

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.

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

Reflection Must Be Reserved For Solitary Hours; Whenever She Was Alone, She Gave Way To It As The Greatest Relief; And Not A Day Went By Without A Solitary Walk, In Which She Might Indulge In All The Delight Of Unpleasant Recollections.

I Am Rather Impatient To Know The Fate Of My Best Gown.

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

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.

I Have Not Wanted Syllables Where Actions Have Spoken So Plainly.

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

It's Been Many Years Since I Had Such An Exemplary Vegetable.

One Word From You Shall Silence Me Forever.

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.

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

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

Trending Author

Ludwig Van Beethoven

Category