The publicis rather apt to be unreasonably discontented when a woman does marry again, than when she does not.
All the privilege I claim for my own sex ... is that of loving longest, when existence or hope is gone.
Evil to some is always good to others
Catherine had never wanted comfort more, and he [Henry] looked as if he was aware of it.
A very short trial convinced her that a curricle was the prettiest equipage in the world.
Time, time will heal the wound.
But are they all horrid, are you sure they are all horrid? [Referring to Gothic novels, fashionable in England at the beginning of the 19th century, but frowned upon in polite society.]
“It is not everyone,” said Elinor, “who has your passion for dead leaves.”
There is something in the eloquence of the pulpit, when it is really eloquence, which is entitled to the highest praise and honour. The preacher who can touch and affect such an heterogeneous mass of hearers, on subjects limited, and long worn thread-bare in all common hands; who can say any thing new or striking, any thing that rouses the attention, without offending the taste, or wearing out the feelings of his hearers, is a man whom one could not (in his public capacity) honour enough.
Vanity was the beginning and the end of Sir Walter Elliot's character; vanity of person and of situation.
She went, however, and they sauntered about together many a half hour in Mr. Grant's shrubbery, the weather being unusually mild for the time of year, and venturing sometimes even to sit down on one of the benches now comparatively unsheltered, remaining there perhaps till, in the midst of some tender ejaculation of Fanny's on the sweets of so protracted an autumn, they were forced by the sudden swell of a cold gust shaking down the last few yellow leaves about them, to jump up and walk for warmth.
A man always imagines a woman to be ready for anybody who asks her.
The younger brother must help to pay for the pleasures of the elder.
Lady Middleton ... exerted herself to ask Mr. Palmer if there was any news in the paper. 'No, none at all,' he replied, and read on.
We must consider what Miss. Fairfax quits, before we condemn her taste for what she goes to.
And what am I to do on the occasion? -- It seems an hopeless business.
But to live in ignorance on such a point was impossible.
My object then," replied Darcy, "was to show you, by every civility in my power, that I was not so mean as to resent the past; and I hoped to obtain your forgiveness, to lessen your ill opinion, by letting you see that your reproofs had been attended to. How soon any other wishes introduced themselves I can hardly tell, but I believe in about half an hour after I had seen you.
She [Mary I] married Philip King of Spain, who in her sister's reign, was famous for building Armadas.
Then it would not be so strong a sense. If it failed to produce equal exertion, it could not be an equal conviction.
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.
to hope was to expect
Is not poetry the food of love?
We do not look in great cities for our best morality.
Brandon is just the kind of man whom every body speaks well of, and nobody cares about; whom all are delighted to see, and nobody remembers to talk to.
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