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

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

...I will not allow books to prove any thing." "But how shall we prove any thing?" "We never shall.

I do not think it worth while to wait for enjoyment until there is some real opportunity for it.

Such squeamish youths as cannot bear to be connected with a little absurdity are not worth a regret.

Did not you? I did for you. But that is one great difference between us. Compliments always take you by surprise, and me never.

I have faults enough, but they are not, I hope, of understanding. My temper I dare not vouch for. It is, I believe, too little yielding— certainly too little for the convenience of the world. I cannot forget the follies and vices of other so soon as I ought, nor their offenses against myself. My feelings are not puffed about with every attempt to move them. My temper would perhaps be called resentful. My good opinion once lost, is lost forever.