And what am I to do on the occasion? -- It seems an hopeless business.
And what am I to do on the occasion? -- It seems an hopeless business.
Elizabeth could never address her without feeling that all the comfort of intimacy was over, and, though determined not to slacken as a correspondent, it was for the sake of what had been, rather than what was.
Her mind was less difficult to develop.
I have no pretensions whatever to that kind of elegance which consists in tormenting a respectable man.
It is wonderful, for almost all his actions may be traced to pride;-and pride has often been his best friend.
Mr. Bennet was among the earliest of those who waited on Mr. Bingley. He had always intended to visit him, though to the last always assuring his wife that he should not go; and till the evening after the visit was paid she had no knowledge of it. It was then disclosed in the following manner. Observing his second daughter employed in trimming a hat, he suddenly addressed her with:
One word from you shall silence me forever.
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.
What praise is more valuable than the praise of an intelligent servant?
Angry people are not always wise.
Elizabeth found that nothing was beneath this great lady's attention, which could furnish her with an occasion of dictating to others.
His sisters were anxious for his having an estate of his own; but, though he was now only established as a tenant, Miss Bingley was by no means unwilling to preside at his table-nor was Mrs. Hurst, who had married
I have not the pleasure of understanding you.
It is your turn to say something now, Mr. Darcy. I talked about the dance, and you ought to make some kind of remark on the size of the room, or the number of couples.
Mr. Bennet's expectations were fully answered. His cousin was as absurd as he had hoped, and he listened to him with the keenest enjoyment.
She attracted him more than he liked.
They were rather handsome, had been educated in one of the first private seminaries in town,
When a woman has five grown-up daughters, she ought to give over thinking of her own beauty.
Are the shades of Pemberley to be thus polluted?
Elizabeth had never been more at a loss to make her feelings appear what they were not. It was necessary to laugh, when she would rather have cried.
How clever you are, to know something of which you are ignorant.
I know you do; and it is that which makes the wonder. With your good sense, to be so honestly blind to the follies and nonsense of others! Affectation of candour is common enough-one meets with it everywhere. But to be candid without ostentation or design-to take the good of everybody's character and make it still better, and say nothing of the bad-belongs to you alone. And so you like this man's sisters, too, do you? Their manners are not equal to his.
It makes me very nervous and poorly,to be thwarted so in my own family, and to have neighbours who think of themselves before anybody else. However, your coming just at this time is the greatest of comforts, and I am very glad to hear what you tell us, of long sleeves.
Mr. Darcy began to feel the danger of paying Elizabeth too much attention.
She began now to comprehend that he was exactly the man who, in disposition and talents, would most suit her. His understanding and temper, though unlike her own, would have answered all her wishes. It was an union that must have been to the advantage of both: by her ease and liveliness, his mind might have been softened, his manners improved; and from his judgement, information, and knowledge of the world, she must have received benefit of greater importance.
They were within twenty yards of each other, and so abrupt was his appearance, that it was impossible to avoid his sight. Their eyes instantly met, and the cheeks of each were overspread with the deepest blush. He absolutely started, and for a moment seemed immoveable from surprise; but shortly recovering himself, advanced towards the party, and spoke to Elizabeth, if not in terms of perfect composure, at least of perfect civility.
Where she feared most to fail, she was most sure of success, for those to whom she endeavored to give pleasure were prepossessed in her favor.
Are you consulting your own feelings in the present case, or do you imagine that you are gratifying mine?
Elizabeth received them with all the forbearance of civility
How earnestly did she then wish that her former opinions had been more reasonable, more moderate!
I must have my share in the conversation…
It may be easily believed that however little of novelty could be added to their fears hopes and conjectures on this interesting subject by its repeated discussion no other could detain them from it long during the whole of the journey. From Elizabeth's thoughts it was never absent. Fixed there by the keenest of all anguish self-reproach she could find no interval of ease or forgetfulness.
Mr. Darcy said very little, and Mr. Hurst nothing at all. The former was divided between admiration of the brilliancy which exercise had given to her complexion, and doubt as to the occasion's justifying her coming so far alone. The latter was thinking only of his breakfast.
She had a lively, playful disposition that delighted in anything ridiculous.
This is an evening of wonders, indeed!
Why, my dear, you must know, Mrs. Long says that Netherfield is taken by a young man of large fortune from the north of England; that he came down on Monday in a chaise and four to see the place, and was so much delighted with it, that he agreed with Mr. Morris immediately; that he is to take possession before Michaelmas, and some of his servants are to be in the house by the end of next week.
Arguments are too much like disputes.
Far be it from me, my dear sister, to depreciate such pleasures. They would doubtless be congenial with the generality of female minds. But I confess they would have no charms for me. I should infinitely prefer a book.
How little of permanent happiness could belong to a couple who were only brought together because their passions were stronger than their virtue.
I must learn to be content with being happier than I deserve.
It sometimes is a disadvantage to be so very guarded. If a woman conceals her affection from the object of it, she may loose the opportunity of fixing him.
Mr. Wickham was the happy man towards whom almost every female eye was turned, and Elizabeth was the happy woman by whom he finally seated himself
She told the story, however, with great spirit among her friends; for she had a lively, playful disposition, which delighted in any thing ridiculous.
This was a lucky recollection -- it saved her from something like regret.
Without thinking highly either of men or of matrimony, marriage had always been her object; it was the only honourable provision for well-educated young women of small fortune, and however uncertain of giving happiness, must be their pleasantest preservative from want.
As a brother, a landlord, a master, she considered how many people's happiness were in his guardianship! -- How much of pleasure or pain it was in his power to bestow! -- How much of good or evil must be done by him!
For my part, I am determined never to speak of it again to anybody. I told my sister Phillips so the other day.
How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book!
I never could be so happy as you. Till I have your disposition, your goodness, I never can have your happiness.
It was absolutely necessary to interrupt him now.
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