I have read your book, and I disapprove.

It has been coming on so gradually, that I hardly know when it began. But I believe I must date it from my first seeing his beautiful grounds at Pemberley.

A Mr. (save, perhaps, some half dozen in the nation,) always needs a note of explanation.

To look almost pretty is an acquisition of higher delight to a girl who has been looking plain for the first fifteen years of her life than a beauty from her cradle can ever receive.

Everybody's heart is open, you know, when they have recently escaped from severe pain, or are recovering the blessing of health.

She was feeling, thinking, trembling about everything; agitated, happy, miserable, infinitely obliged, absolutely angry.

Oh! do not attack me with your watch. A watch is always too fast or too slow. I cannot be dictated to by a watch.