I can always live by my pen.

Fanny! You are killing me!" "No man dies of love but on the stage, Mr. Crawford.

Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love.

I must have my share in the conversation.

Had Elizabeth been able to encounter his eye, she might have seen how well the expression of heartfelt delight, diffused over his face, became him; but, though she could not look, she could listen, and he told her of feelings, which, in proving of what importance she was to him, made his affection every moment more valuable.

I have not wanted syllables where actions have spoken so plainly.

Marriage is indeed a maneuvering business.