You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you. -Mr. Darcy

There are few people whom I really love and still fewer of whom I think well.

There seems almost a general wish of descrying the capacity and undervaluing the labour of the novelist, and of slighting the performances which have only genius, wit, and taste to recommend them.

Dear Diary, Today I tried not to think about Mr. Knightly. I tried not to think about him when I discussed the menu with Cook... I tried not to think about him in the garden where I thrice plucked the petals off a daisy to ascertain his feelings for Harriet. I don't think we should keep daisies in the garden, they really are a drab little flower. And I tried not to think about him when I went to bed, but something had to be done.

It is particularly incumbent on those who never change their opinion, to be secure of judging properly at first.

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

A very short trial convinced her that a curricle was the prettiest equipage in the world.