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There Is No Reason In The World Why You Should Not Be Important Where You Are Known. You Have Good Sense, And A Sweet Temper, And I Am Sure You Have A Grateful Heart, That Could Never Receive Kindness Without Hoping To Return It. I Do Not Know Any Better Qualifications For A Friend And Companion.

-Jane Austen

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There Is No Reason

Jane Austen

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There Is No Reason In The World Why You Should Not Be Important Where You Are Known. You Have Good Sense, And A Sweet Temper, And I Am Sure You Have A Grateful Heart, That Could Never Receive Kindness Without Hoping To Return It. I Do Not Know Any Better Qualifications For A Friend And Companion.

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This Is An Evening Of Wonders, Indeed!

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

Time, Time Will Heal The Wound.

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We Are All Fools In Love.

Beware How You Give Your Heart.

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

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

Upon The Whole, Therefore, She Found What Had Been Sometimes Found Before, That An Event To Which She Had Looked Forward With Impatient Desire, Did Not, In Taking Place, Bring All The Satisfaction She Had Promised Herself.

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

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

Faultless In Spite Of All Her Faults.

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.

My Style Of Writing Is Very Diffrent From Yours.

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

To Look Almost Pretty Is An Acquisition Of Higher Delight To A Girl Who Has Been Looking Plain For The First Fifteen Years Of Her Life Than A Beauty From Her Cradle Can Ever Receive.

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.

The Advantages Of Natural Folly In A Beautiful Girl Have Been Already Set Forth By The Capital Pen Of A Sister Author; And To Her Treatment Of The Subject I Will Only Add, In Justice To Men, That Though To The Larger And More Trifling Part Of The Sex, Imbecility In Females Is A Great Enhancement Of Their Personal Charms, There Is A Portion Of Them Too Reasonable And Too Well Informed Themselves To Desire Anything More In Woman Than Ignorance

But Indeed I Would Rather Have Nothing But Tea.

But Remember That The Pain Of Parting From Friends Will Be Felt By Everybody At Times, Whatever Be Their Education Or State. Know Your Own Happiness. You Want Nothing But Patience; Or Give It A More Fascinating Name: Call It Hope.

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.

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

Falling In Love

Angry People Are Not Always Wise.

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

The Sooner Every Party Breaks Up The Better.

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

Elinor Was To Be The Comforter Of Others In Her Own Distresses, No Less Than In Theirs; And All The Comfort That Could Be Given By Assurances Of Her Own Composure Of Mind, And A Very Earnest Vindication Of Edward From Every Charge But Of Imprudence, Was Readily Offered.

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

To Take A Dislike To A Young Man, Only Because He Appeared To Be Of A Different Disposition From Himself, Was Unworthy The Real Liberality Of Mind

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.

It Was Absolutely Necessary To Interrupt Him Now.

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.

There Is A Stubbornness About Me That Never Can Bear To Be Frightened At The Will Of Others. My Courage Always Rises At Every Attempt To Intimidate Me.

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I Do Not Cough For My Own Amusement.

I Do Not Think I Ever Opened A Book In My Life Which Had Not Something To Say Upon Woman's Inconstancy. Songs And Proverbs, All Talk Of Woman's Fickleness. But Perhaps You Will Say, These Were All Written By Men." "perhaps I Shall. Yes, Yes, If You Please, No Reference To Examples In Books. Men Have Had Every Advantage Of Us In Telling Their Own Story. Education Has Been Theirs In So Much Higher A Degree; The Pen Has Been In Their Hands. I Will Not Allow Books To Prove Anything.

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

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

Preparation For Death

One Word From You Shall Silence Me Forever.

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

I Am Come, Young Ladies, In A Very Moralizing Strain, To Observe That Our Pleasures Of This World Are Always To Be For, And That We Often Purchase Them At A Great Disadvantage, Giving Readi-monied Actual Happiness For A Draft On The Future, That May Not Be Honoured.

It Sometimes Is A Disadvantage To Be So Very Guarded. If A Woman Conceals Her Affection From The Object Of It, She May Loose The Opportunity Of Fixing Him.

... 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.

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

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.

Indulge Your Imagination In Every Possible Flight.

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

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