But you must give my compliments to him. Yes – I think it must be compliments. Is not there a 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? – So many months acquaintance! – But compliments may be sufficient here.
But Mr. Elton had only drunk wine enough to elevate his spirits, not at all to confuse his intellects.
Their union, she believed, could not divide her more from other men, than their final separation.
It stood the record of many sensations of pain, once severe, but now softened; and of some instances of relenting feeling, some breathings of friendship and reconciliation, which could never be looked for again, and which could never cease to be dear. She left it all behind her, all but the recollection that such things had been.
My business was to declare myself a scoundrel, and whether I did it with a bow or a bluster was of little importance.
I feel as if I could be any thing or every thing, as if I could rant and storm, or sigh, or cut capers in any tragedy or comedy in the English language.
Mr. Darcy soon drew the attention of the room by his fine, tall person, handsome features, noble mien, and the report which was in general circulation within five minutes after his entrance, of his having ten thousand a year. The gentlemen pronounced him to be a fine figure of a man, the ladies declared he was much handsomer than Mr. Bingley, and he was looked at with great admiration for about half the evening.
But I will not repine. It cannot last long. He will be forgot, and we shall all be as we were before.
Miss Darcy was tall and on a larger scale than Elizabeth and though little more than sixteen her figure was formed and her appearance womanly and graceful. She was less handsome than her brother but there was sense and good humour in her face and her manners were perfectly unassuming and gentle. Elizabeth who had expected to find in her as acute and unembarrassed an observer as ever Mr. Darcy had been was much relieved by discerning such different feelings.
That is a compliment which gives me no pleasure.
I wish nature had made such hearts as yours more common.
All have been anxious for the attentions of someone whom they wished to please.
She had never been supplanted. He never even believed himself to see her equal. 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.
She saw only that he was quiet and onubtrusive, and she liked him for it. He did not disturb the wretchedness of her mind by ill-timed conversation.
I wanted to keep it from Jane’s knowledge; but, unluckily, I had mentioned it before I was aware.
If he is satisfied with only regretting me, when he might have obtained my affections and hand, I shall soon cease to regret him at all.
The promise, therefore, was given, and must be performed.
In such moments of precious, invaluable misery, she rejoiced in tears of agony...
There is always one thing a man can do, if he so chooses, and that is his duty.
A straightforward, open-hearted man like Weston, and a rational, unaffected woman like Miss Taylor, may be safely left to manage their own concerns. You are more likely to have done harm to yourself, than good to them, by interference.” “Emma never thinks of herself, if she can do good to others,” rejoined Mr. Woodhouse, understanding but in part. “But, my dear, pray do not make any more matches; they are silly things, and break up one’s family circle grievously.