Cold-hearted Elinor! Oh! Worse than cold-hearted! Ashamed of being otherwise.--Marianne Dashwood
I will be calm. I will be mistress of myself.
To her own heart it was a delightful affair, to her imagination it was even a ridiculous one, but to her reason, her judgment, it was completely a puzzle.
Edward Ferrars was not recommended to their good opinion by any peculiar graces of person or address. He was not handsome, and his manners required intimacy to make them pleasing. He was too diffident to do justice to himself; but when his natural shyness was overcome, his behaviour gave every indication of an open, affectionate heart.
If her case was pitiable, his was hopeless. His imprudence had made her miserable for a while; but it seemed to have deprived himself of all chance of ever being otherwise.
When I fall in love, it will be forever.
Elinor could sit still no longer. She almost ran out of the room, and as soon as the door was closed, burst into tears of joy, which at first she thought would never cease.
If I could but know his heart, everything would become easy.
Yes, I found myself, by insensible degrees, sincerely fond of her; and the happiest hours of my life were what I spent with her.
Elinor looked at him with greater astonishment than ever. She began to think that he must be in liquor...
Life could do nothing for her, beyond giving time for a better preparation for death.
Elinor, I have been cruelly used; but not by Willoughby.
Marianne was silent; it was impossible for her to say what she did not feel, however trivial the occasion…
Esteem him! Like him! Cold-hearted Elinor! Oh! worse than cold-hearted! Ashamed of being otherwise. Use those words again, and I will leave the room this moment.
Mine is a misery which nothing can do away.
From a night of more sleep than she had expected, Marianne awoke the next morning to the same consciousness of misery in which she had closed her eyes.
Mrs. Jennings was a widow, with an ample jointure. She had only two daughters, both of whom she had lived to see respectably married, and she had now therefore nothing to do but to marry all the rest of the world.
He was not an ill-disposed young man, unless to be rather cold hearted, and rather selfish, is to be ill-disposed....
On every formal visit a child ought to be of the party, by way of provision for discourse.
Her family had of late been exceedingly fluctuating. For many years of her life she had had two sons; but the crime and annihilation of Edward a few weeks ago, had robbed her of one; the similar annihilation of Robert had left her for a fortnight without any; and now, by the resurrection of Edward, she had one again.
Pray, pray be composed, and do not betray what you feel to every body present
Her resentment of such behaviour, her indignation at having been its dupe, for a short time made her feel only for herself.
She was sensible and clever, but eager in everything; her sorrows, her joys, could have no moderation.
I am excessively fond of a cottage; there is always so much comfort, so much elegance about them. And I protest, if I had any money to spare, I should buy a little land and build one myself, within a short distance of London, where I might drive myself down at any time, and collect a few friends about me and be happy. I advise everybody who is going to build, to build a cottage.
She was without any power, because she was without any desire of command over herself.
I can feel no sentiment of approbation inferior to love.
She will be more hurt by it, for Robert always was her favourite. -She will be more hurt by it, and on the same principle will forgive him much sooner.
A woman of seven and twenty, said Marianne, after pausing a moment, can never hope to feel or inspire affection again.
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.
That is what I like; that is what a young man ought to be. Whatever be his pursuits, his eagerness in them should know no moderation, and leave him no sense of fatigue.
Always resignation and acceptance. Always prudence and honour and duty. Elinor, where is your heart?
I do not dislike him. I consider him, on the contrary, as a very respectable man, who has everybody's good word and nobody's notice…
The whole story would have been speedily formed under her active imagination; and every thing established in the most melancholy order of disastrous love
And Elinor, in quitting Norland and Edward, cried not as I did. Even now her self-command is invariable. When is she dejected or melancholy? When does she try to avoid society, or appear restless and dissatisfied in it?
I have frequently detected myself in such kind of mistakes... in a total misapprehension of character at some point or other: fancying people so much more gay or grave, or ingenious or stupid than they really are, and I can hardly tell why, or in what the deception originated. Sometimes one is guided by what other people say of them, without giving oneself time to deliberate and judge.
The world had made him extravagant and vain - Extravagance and vanity had made him cold-hearted and selfish. Vanity, while seeking its own guilty triumph at the expense of another, had involved him in a real attachment, which extravagance, or at least its offspring, necessity, had required to be sacrificed. Each faulty propensity in leading him to evil, had led him likewise to punishment.
But to appear happy when I am so miserable - Oh! who can require it?
I have not wanted syllables where actions have spoken so plainly.
There was that constant communication which strong family affection would dictate; and though sisters, and living almost within sight of each other, they could live without disagreement between themselves, or producing coolness between their husbands.
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