Nobody minds having what is too good for them.

Dress is at all times a frivolous distinction, and excessive solicitude about it often destroys its own aim.

In his company, I am grieved to the soul by a thousand tender recollections.

I cannot speak well enough to be unintelligible

Everybody has their taste in noises as well as in other matters.

Ah! There is nothing like staying at home, for real comfort.

There is a monsterous deal of stupid quizzing, & common-place nonsense talked, but scarcely any wit.

I have the highest respect for your nerves, they are my old friends.

-As I must therefore conclude that you are not serious in your rejection of me, I shall choose to attribute it to your wish of increasing my love by suspense, according to the usual practice...

It is happy for you that you possess the talent of flattering with delicacy. May I ask whether these pleasing attentions proceed from the impulse of the moment, or are they the result of previous...

I will not talk of my own happiness,’ said he, ‘great as it is, for I think only of yours. Compared with you, who has the right to be happy?

A fondness for reading, properly directed, must be an education in itself.

He considered his disposition as of the sort which must suffer heavily, uniting very strong feelings with quiet,serious, and retiring manners, and a decided taste for reading and sedentary pursuits.

A lady, without a family, was the very best preserver of furniture in the world.

But the same spirits of analogy will authorise me to assert that ours are the most tender. Man is more robust than woman, but he is not longer-lived; which exactly explains my view of the...

It was told to me, it was in a manner forced on me by the very person herself whose prior engagement ruined all my prospects, and told me, as I thought, with triumph. This person’s...

Every body has their taste in noises as well as other matters; and sounds are quite innoxious, or most distressing, by their sort rather than their quantity.

I will only add, God bless you.

It sometimes happens that a woman is handsomer at twenty-nine than she was ten years before.

Mr. Collins was to attend them, at the request of Mr. Bennet, who was most anxious to get rid of him, and have his library to himself

You mistake me, my dear. I have a high respect for your nerves. They are my old friends. I have heard you mention them with consideration these twenty years at least.

There is hardly any personal defect which an agreeable manner might not gradually reconcile one to

If there is anything disagreeable going on men are always sure to get out of it

She was nothing more than a mere good-tempered, civil and obliging Young Woman; as such we could scarcely dislike her — she was only an Object of Contempt

Dear, dear Norland,’ said Elinor, ‘probably looks much as it always does at this time of year. The woods and walks thickly covered with dead leaves.’ ‘Oh!’ cried Marianne, ‘with what transporting sensations have I...

Good heaven! My dear Isabella, what do you mean? Can you — can you really be in love with James?

Occupied in observing Mr. Bingley’s attentions to her sister, Elizabeth was far from suspecting that she was herself becoming an object of some interest in the eyes of his friend. Mr. Darcy had at first...

The more I know of the world, the more I am convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can really love. I require so much!

It has sunk him, I cannot say how much it has sunk him in my opinion. So unlike what a man should be!-None of that upright integrity, that strict adherence to truth and principle, that...

She understood him. He could not forgive her,-but he could not be unfeeling. Though condemning her for the past, and considering it with high and unjest resentment, though perfectly careless of her, and though becoming...

You feel, I suppose, that, in losing Isabella, you lose half yourself: you feel a void in your heart which nothing else can occupy. Society is becoming irksome; and as for the amusements in which...

Her pleasure in the walk must arise from the exercise and the day, from the view of the last smiles of the year upon the tawny leaves and withered hedges, and from repeating to herself...

I feel as if I could be any thing or every thing, as if I could rant and storm, or sigh, or cut capers in any tragedy or comedy in the English language.

He is a gentleman, and I am a gentleman’s daughter. So far we are equal.

I must tell you what you will not ask, though I may wish it unsaid the next moment

…the pleasantness of an employment does not always evince its propriety.

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.

In nine cases out of ten, a woman had better show more affection than she feels.

How unfortunate, considering I have decided to loathe him for eternity

All the privilege I claim for my own sex . . . is that of loving longest, when existence or when hope is gone.

My being charming, Harriet, is not quite enough to induce me to marry; I must find other people charming–one other person at least.

It is only Cecilia, or Camilla, or Belinda”; or, in short, only some work in which the greatest powers of the mind are displayed, in which the most thorough knowledge of human nature, the happiest...

You either choose this method of passing the evening because you are in each other’s confidence, and have secret affairs to discuss, or because you are conscious that your figures appear to the greatest advantage...

No poseo el talento de otros que pueden conversar con facilidad con quienes nunca han visto. No tengo valor para ello ni puedo adaptarme al carácter de los demás con la facilidad que otros lo...

If I am wrong, I am doing what I believe to the right.

There is no charm equal to tenderness of heart.

You must be the best judge of your own happiness.

[I]f a book is well written, I always find it too short.

If a book is well written, I always find it too short.

Upon my word, sir, your hope is a rather extraordinary one after my declaration. I do assure you that I am not one of those young ladies (if such young ladies there are) who are...