Happiness in marriage is entirely a matter of chance. If the dispositions of the parties are ever so well known to each other or ever so similar beforehand, it does not advance their felicity in the least. They always continue to grow sufficiently unlike afterwards to have their share of vexation; and it is better to know as little as possible of the defects of the person with whom you are to pass your life.

Happiness in marriage is entirely a matter of chance.

No- I cannot talk of books in a ballroom; my head is always full of something else.

I take no leave of you, Miss Bennet: I send no compliments to your mother. You deserve no such attention. I am most seriously displeased.

It was a gloomy prospect, and all that she could do was to throw a mist over it, and hope when the mist cleared away, she should see something else.

One has not great hopes from Birmingham. I always say there is something direful in the sound.

She had been forced into prudence in her youth, she learned romance as she grew older: the natural sequel of an unnatural beginning.