Trusting that you will some time or other do me greater justice than you can do now.

One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering.

We are each of an unsocial, taciturn disposition, unwilling to speak, unless we expect to say something that will amaze the whole room, and be handed down to posterity with all the eclat of a proverb.

Mr. Darcy began to feel the danger of paying Elizabeth too much attention.

Reflection must be reserved for solitary hours; whenever she was alone, she gave way to it as the greatest relief; and not a day went by without a solitary walk, in which she might indulge in all the delight of unpleasant recollections.

I leave it to be settled, by whomsoever it may concern, whether the tendency of this work be altogether to recommend parental tyranny, or reward filial disobedience.

What do you know of my heart? What do you know of anything but your own suffering?