The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.
There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.
A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.
I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of any thing than of a book! -- When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.
In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.
I do not want people to be very agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them a great deal.
The more I know of the world, the more I am convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can really love. I require so much!
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
Angry people are not always wise.
I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.
But for my own part, if a book is well written, I always find it too short.
You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope...I have loved none but you.
I hate to hear you talk about all women as if they were fine ladies instead of rational creatures. None of us want to be in calm waters all our lives.
What are men to rocks and mountains?
Ah! There is nothing like staying at home, for real comfort.
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.
I could easily forgive his pride, if he had not mortified mine.
The Very first moment I beheld him, my heart was irrevocably gone.
I must learn to be content with being happier than I deserve.
Silly things do cease to be silly if they are done by sensible people in an impudent way.
It isn't what we say or think that defines us, but what we do.
Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love.
Laugh as much as you choose, but you will not laugh me out of my opinion.
When I fall in love, it will be forever.
I may have lost my heart, but not my self-control.
I have not the pleasure of understanding you.
Give a girl an education and introduce her properly into the world, and ten to one but she has the means of settling well, without further expense to anybody.
For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbors, and laugh at them in our turn?
I am the happiest creature in the world. Perhaps other people have said so before, but not one with such justice. I am happier even than Jane; she only smiles, I laugh.
To be fond of dancing was a certain step towards falling in love
I always deserve the best treatment because I never put up with any other.
If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.
You must learn some of my philosophy. Think only of the past as its remembrance gives you pleasure.
We all know him to be a proud, unpleasant sort of man; but this would be nothing if you really liked him.
Life seems but a quick succession of busy nothings.
Nothing ever fatigues me, but doing what I do not like.
If I could but know his heart, everything would become easy.
A girl likes to be crossed a little in love now and then. It is something to think of
Till this moment I never knew myself.
He is a gentleman, and I am a gentleman's daughter. So far we are equal.
What strange creatures brothers are!
We are all fools in love
My good opinion once lost is lost forever.
Seldom, very seldom, does complete truth belong to any human disclosure; seldom can it happen that something is not a little disguised or a little mistaken.
Our scars make us know that our past was for real
Her heart did whisper that he had done it for her.
There could have been no two hearts so open, no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison
Run mad as often as you choose, but do not faint!
A woman, especially if she have the misfortune of knowing anything, should conceal it as well as she can.
Know your own happiness. You want nothing but patience- or give it a more fascinating name, call it hope.
The distance is nothing when one has a motive.
Mary wished to say something very sensible, but knew not how.
Oh, Lizzy! do anything rather than marry without affection.
She was sensible and clever, but eager in everything; her sorrows, her joys, could have no moderation.
Nobody can tell what I suffer! But it is always so. Those who do not complain are never pitied.
I wish, as well as everybody else, to be perfectly happy; but, like everybody else, it must be in my own way.
Stupid men are the only ones worth knowing after all.
You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you. -Mr. Darcy
Which of all my important nothings shall I tell you first?
There are people, who the more you do for them, the less they will do for themselves.
She is tolerable, but not handsome enough to tempt me, and I am in no humor at present to give consequence to young ladies who are slighted by other men.
It is not everyone,' said Elinor, 'who has your passion for dead leaves.
One half of the world cannot understand the pleasures of the other.
How quick come the reasons for approving what we like.
All the privilege I claim for my own sex (it is not a very enviable one: you need not covet it), is that of loving longest, when existence or when hope is gone!
It's been many years since I had such an exemplary vegetable.
Better be without sense than misapply it as you do.
One man's ways may be as good as another's, but we all like our own best.
Had I been in love, I could not have been more wretchedly blind. But vanity, not love, has been my folly.
I am excessively diverted.
A man does not recover from such devotion of the heart to such a woman! He ought not; he does not.
Without music, life would be a blank to me.
I am only resolved to act in that manner, which will, in my own opinion, constitute my happiness, without reference to you, or to any person so wholly unconnected with me.
There is no charm equal to tenderness of heart.
...when pain is over, the remembrance of it often becomes a pleasure.
Follies and nonsense, whims and inconsistencies do divert me, I own, and I laugh at them whenever I can.
I come here with no expectations, only to profess, now that I am at liberty to do so, that my heart is and always will be yours.
I cannot speak well enough to be unintelligible.
But people themselves alter so much, that there is something new to be observed in them for ever.
Time will explain.
You must be the best judge of your own happiness.
She hoped to be wise and reasonable in time; but alas! Alas! She must confess to herself that she was not wise yet.
I will be calm. I will be mistress of myself.
Men of sense, whatever you may choose to say, do not want silly wives.
She was convinced that she could have been happy with him, when it was no longer likely they should meet.
Selfishness must always be forgiven you know, because there is no hope of a cure.
One cannot be always laughing at a man without now and then stumbling on something witty.
A large income is the best recipe for happiness I ever heard of.
We have all a better guide in ourselves, if we would attend to it, than any other person can be.
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.
Do not consider me now as an elegant female intending to plague you, but as a rational creature speaking the truth from her heart.
Do not give way to useless alarm; though it is right to be prepared for the worst, there is no occasion to look on it as certain.
Elinor agreed to it all, for she did not think he deserved the compliment of rational opposition.
Now be sincere; did you admire me for my impertinence?" "For the liveliness of your mind, I did.
Nothing is more deceitful," said Darcy, "than the appearance of humility. It is often only carelessness of opinion, and sometimes an indirect boast.
They walked on, without knowing in what direction. There was too much to be thought, and felt, and said, for attention to any other objects.
Men were put into the world to teach women the law of compromise.
It is happy for you that you possess the talent of flattering with delicacy. May I ask whether these pleasing attentions proceed from the impulse of the moment, or are they the result of previous study?
Were I to fall in love, indeed, it would be a different thing; but I have never been in love ; it is not my way, or my nature; and I do not think I ever shall.
Could there be finer symptoms? Is not general incivility the very essence of love?