…but then I am unlike other people I dare say.

Yes," replied Darcy, who could contain himself no longer, "but that was when I first knew her; for it is many months since I have considered her as one of the handsomest women of my acquaintance.

Oh! I am delighted with the book! I should like to spend my whole life in reading it.

To her own heart it was a delightful affair, to her imagination it was even a ridiculous one, but to her reason, her judgment, it was completely a puzzle.

She is loveliness itself.

The post-office is a wonderful establishment! The regularity and dispatch of it! If one thinks of all that it has to do, and all that it does so well, it is really astonishing!

A woman of seven and twenty, said Marianne, after pausing a moment, can never hope to feel or inspire affection again.