Do come now,” said he... , “pray come, you must come, I declare you shall come.
The promised notification was hanging over her head. The postman’s knock within the neighbourhood was beginning to bring its daily terrors -and if reading could banish the idea for even half an hour, it was something gained.
Elinor looked at him with greater astonishment than ever. She began to think that he must be in liquor...
If he had any compassion for me’ cried her husband impatiently ’he would not have danced half so much! For God’s sake, say no more of his partners. Oh! that he sprained his ankle in the first dance!
He would look for her- he would find her out long before the evening were over- and at present, perhaps, it was as to be asunder. She was in need of a little interval for recollection.
Of course i love her, but there are as many forms of love as there are moments in time.
Marianne would have thought herself very inexcusable had she been able to sleep at all the first night after parting from Willoughby. She would have been ashamed to look her family in the face next morning, had she not risen from her bed in more need of repose than when she lay down in it.
You know that men can love forever. Please belive that my love could never end.
My courage always rises with every attempt to intimidate me.
The far and the near must be relative, and depend on many varying circumstances.
To come with a well-informed mind is to come with an inability of administering to the vanity of others.
But while the imaginations of other people will carry them away to form wrong judgements of our conduct, and to decide on it by slight appearances, one’s happiness must in some measure be always at the mercy of chance.
What did she say? Just what she ought, of course. A lady always does.
She’s a great reader and takes pleasure in nothing else.
In his library he had been always sure of leisure and tranquility; and though prepared, as he told Elizabeth, to meet with folly and conceit in every other room in the house, he was used to be free from them there.
There is, I believe, in every disposition a tendency to some particular evil – a natural defect, which not even the best education can overcome.
No more have I,” said Mr. Bennet; “and I am glad to find that you do not depend on her serving you.
Aye, so it is,” cried her mother, “and Mrs. Long does not come back till the day before; so it will be impossible for her to introduce him, for she will not know him herself.
I am glad I have done being in love with him.
He looks miserable poor soul!