I do suspect that he is not really necessary to my happiness.
His feelings are warm, but I can imagine them rather changeable.
Time, time will heal the wound.
Yet there it was not love. It was a little fever of admiration; but it might, probably must, end in love with some.
She knew that when she played she was giving pleasure only to herself; but this was no new sensation.
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.
It would be most right, and most wise, and, therefore must involve least suffering.
Mr. Knightley seemed to be trying not to smile; and succeeded without difficulty, upon Mrs. Elton’s beginning to talk to him.
Beware how you give your heart.
A man always imagines a woman to be ready for anybody who asks her.
I am certainly the most fortunate creature ever existed!
I am not romantic, you know; I never was.
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!
It was for the sake of what had been, rather than what was.
Evil to some is always good to others.
I have no talent for certainty.
The worst crimes; are the crimes of the heart.
What one means one day, you know, one may not mean the next. Circumstances change, opinions alter.
She was feeling, thinking, trembling about everything; agitated, happy, miserable, infinitely obliged, absolutely angry.
One cannot know what a man really is by the end of a fortnight.