We do not suffer by accident.

I have not the pleasure of understanding you.

My dear Mr. Bennet," said his lady to him one day, "have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?

“It is not everyone,” said Elinor, “who has your passion for dead leaves.”

The post-office is a wonderful establishment! The regularity and dispatch of it! If one thinks of all that it has to do, and all that it does so well, it is really astonishing!

Wisdom is better than wit, and in the long run will certainly have the laugh on her side.

Sitting with her on Sunday evening - a wet Sunday evening - the very time of all others when if a friend is at hand the heart must be opened, and every thing told.