He was not handsome, and his manners required intimacy to make them pleasing.

The post office has a great charm at one point of our lives. When you have lived to my age, you will begin to think letters are never worth going through the rain for.

To look almost pretty, is an acquisition of higher delight to a girl who has been looking plain the first fifteen years of her life, than a beauty from her cradle can ever receive.

If my opinions are wrong, I must correct them—if they are above my station, I must endeavour to conceal them.

Lady Jane Gray, who tho’ inferior to her lovely Cousin the Queen of Scots, was yet an amiable young woman & famous for reading Greek while other people were hunting….Whether she really understood that language...

Stupid men are the only ones worth knowing, after all.-Take care, Lizzy; that speech savours strongly of disappointment.

She had nothing to wish otherwise, but that the days did not pass so swiftly. It was a delightful visit;—perfect, in being much too short.

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.

And to all this she must yet add something more substantial, in the improvement of her mind by extensive reading.

We all know him to be a proud, unpleasant sort of man; but this would be nothing if you really liked him.

Business, you know, may bring money, but friendship hardly ever does.

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...

But history, real solemn history, I cannot be interested in. Can you?””Yes, I am fond of history.””I wish I were too. I read it a little as a duty, but it tells me nothing that...

Mama, the more I know of the world, the more I am convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can really love.

She was of course only too good for him; but as nobody minds having what is too good for them, he was very steadily earnest in the pursuit of the blessing, and it was not...

Non posso più ascoltare in silenzio. Devo parlarle usando i mezzi a disposizione che ho in questo momento. Lei strazia la mia anima. Provo a un tempo agonia e speranza. Non mi dica che è...

No puedo soportar más en silencio. Debo hablar con usted por cualquier medio a mi alcance. Me desgarra usted el alma. Estoy entre la agonía y la esperanza. No me diga que es demasiado tarde,...

Good-humoured, unaffected girls, will not do for a man who has been used to sensible women. They are two distinct orders of being.

Shall I ask you how the church is to be filled, if a man is neither to take orders with a living, nor without?

One of Edward’s Mistresses was Jane Shore, who has had a play written about her, but it is a tragedy and therefore not worth reading.

. . . provided that nothing like useful knowledge could be gained from them, provided they were all story and no reflection, she had never any objection to books at all.

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.

My idea of good company…is the company of clever, well-informed people, who have a great deal of conversation; that is what I call good company.’ ‘You are mistaken,’ said he gently, ‘that is not good...

If the warmth of her Language could affect the body it mightbe worth reading in this weather.

His departure gave Catherine the first experimental conviction that a loss may be sometimes a gain.

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...

I must learn to be content with being happier than I deserve.

…told herself likewise not to hope. But it was too late. Hope had already entered…

It is singularity which often makes the worst part of our suffering, as it always does of our conduct.

But one never does form a just idea of anybody beforehand. One takes up a notion and runs away with it.

She wished such words unsaid with all her heart

Those who do not complain are never pitied.

Alas! with all her reasoning, she found, that to retentive feelings eight years may be little more than nothing.

Anne did think on the question with perfect decision, and said as much in replay as her own feelings could accomplish, or as his seemed able to bear, for he was too much affected to...

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.

It will, I believe, be everywhere found, that as the clergy are, or are not what they ought to be, so are the rest of the nation.

You have delighted us long enough.

A woman, especially if she has the misfortune of knowing anything, should conceal it as well as she can.

It was, perhaps, one of those cases in which advice is good or bad only as the event decides.

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.

Captain Harvile: Poor Phoebe, she would not have forgotten him so soon. It was not in her nature. Anne Elliot: It would not be in the nature of any woman who truly loved. Captain Harvile:...

Miss Morland, no one can think more highly of the understanding of women than I do. In my opinion, nature has given them so much that they never find it necessary to use more than...

Where the waters do agree, it is quite wonderful the relief they give.

Stupid men are the only ones worth knowing after all.

Happiness must preclude false indulgence and physic.

There is, I believe, in every disposition a tendency to some particular evil, a natural defect, which not even the best education can overcome.””And your defect is a propensity to hate everybody.””And yours,” he replied...

Marianne, who had the knack of finding her way in every house to the library, however it might be avoided by the family in general, soon procured herself a book.

Nobody, who has not been in the interior of a family, can say what the difficulties of any individual of that family may be.

I cannot think well of a man who sports with any woman’s feelings; and there may often be a great deal more suffered than a stander-by can judge.

Nobody can tell what I suffer! But it is always so. Those who do not complain are never pitied.