I have not the pleasure of understanding you.

May I ask you what these questions tend?' 'Merely to the illustration of your character,' said she, endeavouring to shake off her gravity. 'I am trying to make it out.' 'And what is your success?' She shook her head. 'I do not get on at all. I hear such different accounts of you as puzzle me exceedingly.

There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others. My courage always rises at every attempt to intimidate me.

Five is the very awkwardest of all posible numbers to sit down to table.

If a woman is partial to a man, and does not endeavour to conceal it, he must find it out." -Elizabeth

What are men to rocks and mountains?

Now be sincere; did you admire me for my impertinence?" "For the liveliness of your mind, I did.