I am half agony, half hope.
Next to being married, a girl likes to be crossed in love a little now and then. It is something to think of, and gives her a sort of distinction among her companions.
My dear Mr. Bennet,” said his lady to him one day, “have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?
The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it.
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.
I think it ought not to be set down as certain, that a man must be acceptable to every woman he may happen to like himself.
She hated herself more than she could express.
Do you not want to know who has taken it?” cried his wife impatiently.
He was in love, very much in love; and it was a love which, operating on an active, sanguine spirit, of more warmth than delicacy, made her affection appear of greater consequence, because it was witheld, and determined him to have the glory, as well as the felicity of forcing her to love him.
What a blessing it is, when undue influence does not survive the grave!
Do not deceive yourself; do not be run away with by gratitude and compassion.
There are few of us who are secure enough to be within love without proper encouragement – Charlotte Lucas.
She expected from other people the same opinions and feeling as her own, and she judged their motives by the immediate effect of their actions on herself.
No one can withstand the charm of such a mystery.
It does not come to me in quite so direct a line as that; it takes a bend or two, but nothing of consequence. The stream is as good as at first; the little rubbish it collects in the turnings is easily moved away.
I do not know whether it ought to be so, but certain silly things cease to be silly if done by sensible people in an imprudent way.
She has many rare and charming qualities, but Sobriety is not one of them.
If we have not hearts, we have eyes; and they give us torment enough.
Reluctantly, and with much hesitation, did she then begin what might perhaps, at the end of half an hour, be termed, by the courtesy of her hearers, an explanation;.
Every thing was to take its natural course, however, neither impelled nor assisted.