Flirting is a woman’s trade, one must keep in practice.

I had not seen "Pride and Prejudice," till I read that sentence of yours, and then I got the book. And what did I find? An accurate daguerreotyped portrait of a common-place face; a carefully fenced, highly cultivated garden, with neat borders and delicate flowers; but no glance of a bright, vivid physiognomy, no open country, no fresh air, no blue hill, no bonny beck. I should hardly like to live with her ladies and gentlemen, in their elegant but confined houses.

As to the mouth, it delights at times in laughter; it is disposed to impart all that the brain conceives; though I daresay it would be silent on much the heart experiences. Mobile and flexible, it was never intended to be compressed in the eternal silence of solitude: it is a mouth which should speak much and smile often, and have human affection for its interlocutor.

Friendship however is a plant which cannot be forced -- true friendship is no gourd spring up in a night and withering in a day.

The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious, but still a truthful interpreter - in the eye.

You mocking changeling- fairy-born and human-bred!

I have no wish to talk nonsense." "If you did, it would be in such a grave, quiet manner, I should mistake it for sense.