If you were to give me forty such men, I never could be so happy as you. Till I have your disposition, your goodness, I never can have your happiness. No, no, let me shift for myself; and, perhaps, if I have very good luck, I may meet with another Mr. Collins in time.
Jane AustenAll the privilege I claim for my own sex ... is that of loving longest, when existence or hope is gone.
Jane AustenA Mr. (save, perhaps, some half dozen in the nation,) always needs a note of explanation.
Jane AustenWhere a man does his best with only moderate powers, he will have the advantage over negligent superiority.
Jane AustenMr. Bennet, how can you abuse your own children in such a way? You take delight in vexing me. You have no compassion for my poor nerves." "You mistake me, my dear. I have a high respect for your nerves. They are my old friends. I have heard you mention them with consideration these last twenty years at least.
Jane Austen