Mr. Darcy began to feel the danger of paying Elizabeth too much attention.
All the privilege I claim for my own sex ... is that of loving longest, when existence or hope is gone.
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!
Now I must give one smirk and then we may be rational again
One half of the world cannot understand the pleasures of the other.
How little of permanent happiness could belong to a couple who were only brought together because their passions were stronger than their virtue.