You may have married her, but she is mine. Do you think I shall let you take her? She may be ten times your wife, but, by God, you shall never have her.

Do you forget that I am your sister?” “No; I’ve never been granted the opportunity to forget it.

I wish you did return my regard," he said. "More than I have ever wished anything in my life! Perhaps you may yet learn to do so: I should warn you that I don't easily despair!

Will you marry me, vile and abominable girl that you are? Yes, but, mind, it only to save my neck from being wrung!

[...]if you talk any more flummery to me, Frederica, I shall give you one of my—er—icy set-downs!”(Alverstoke)

People who start a sentence with personally (and they're always women) ought to be thrown to the lions. It's a repulsive habit.

She bowed her head, clasping her hands tightly before her upon the arm of his chair, for her heart yearned towards him, yet could not reach him, and it made her throat ache with unhappiness to meet that look of his that rested on her face without seeing it.