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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.
Sep 18, 2025
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.
Till this moment I never knew myself.
My good opinion once lost is lost forever.
I have not the pleasure of understanding you.
An unhappy alternative is before you, Elizabeth. From this day you must be a stranger to one of your parents. Your mother will never see you again if you do not marry Mr. Collins, and I will never see you again if you do.
The distance is nothing when one has a motive.
I have been meditating on the very great pleasure which a pair of fine eyes in the face of a pretty woman can bestow.
Mary wished to say something very sensible, but knew not how.
Well, my comfort is, I am sure Jane will die of a broken heart, and then he will be sorry for what he has done.
Laugh as much as you choose, but you will not laugh me out of my opinion.
For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbors and laugh at them in our turn?
Nobody can tell what I suffer! But it is always so. Those who do not complain are never pitied.
You showed me how insufficient were all my pretensions to please a woman worthy of being pleased.
I could easily forgive his pride, if he had not mortified mine.
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife. However little known the feelings or views of such a man may be on his first entering a neighbourhood, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the surrounding families, that he is considered as the rightful property of someone or other of their daughters.
I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading!
The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it.
There are few people whom I really love and still fewer of whom I think well.
That will do extremely well, child. You have delighted us long enough. Let the other young ladies have time to exhibit.
it is better to know as little as possible of the defects of the person with whom you are to pass your life.
Happiness in marriage is entirely a matter of chance. If the dispositions of the parties are ever so well known to each other or ever so similar beforehand, it does not advance their felicity in the least. They always continue to grow sufficiently unlike afterwards to have their share of vexation; and it is better to know as little as possible of the defects of the person with whom you are to pass your life.
What are men to rocks and mountains?
It is very often nothing but our own vanity that deceives us.
To be fond of dancing was a certain step towards falling in love.
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.
There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well. The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it; and every day confirms my belief of the inconsistency of all human characters, and of the little dependence that can be placed on the appearance of merit or sense.
You may only call me "Mrs. Darcy"... when you are completely, and perfectly, and incandescently happy.
I have been a selfish being all my life, in practice, though not in principle.
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
Next to being married, a girl likes to be crossed in love a little now and then.
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.
Happiness in marriage is entirely a matter of chance.
Loss of virtue in a female is irretrievable; that one false step involves her in endless ruin; that her reputation is no less brittle than it is beautiful; and that she cannot be too much guarded in her behaviour towards the undeserving of the other sex.
You have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love...I love...I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.
Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves; vanity, to what we would have others think of us.
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
You are too generous to trifle with me. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes are unchanged; but one word from you will silence me on this subject for ever.
Nothing is more deceitful than the appearance of humility.
Nothing is more deceitful than the appearance of humility. It is often only carelessness of opinion, and sometimes an indirect boast.
Oh, Lizzy! do anything rather than marry without affection.
You are mistaken, Mr. Darcy, if you suppose that the mode of your declaration affected me in any other way, than as it spared the concern which I might have felt in refusing you, had you behaved in a more gentlemanlike manner.
You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you. -Mr. Darcy
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.
It is very often nothing but our own vanity that deceives us. Women fancy admiration means more than it does. And men take care that they should.
She hardly knew how to suppose that she could be an object of admiration to so great a man.
A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.
Yes," replied Darcy, who could contain himself no longer, "but that was when I first knew her; for it is many months since I have considered her as one of the handsomest women of my acquaintance.
From the very beginning— from the first moment, I may almost say— of my acquaintance with you, your manners, impressing me with the fullest belief of your arrogance, your conceit, and your selfish disdain of the feelings of others, were such as to form the groundwork of disapprobation on which succeeding events have built so immovable a dislike; and I had not known you a month before I felt that you were the last man in the world whom I could ever be prevailed on to marry.