She knew that what Marianne and her mother conjectured one moment, they believed the next: that with them, to wish was to hope, and to hope was to expect.

How horrible it is to have so many people killed! And what a blessing that one cares for none of them!

If this man had not twelve thousand a year, he would be a very stupid fellow.

I certainly have not the talent which some people possess," said Darcy, "of conversing easily with those I have never seen before. I cannot catch their tone of conversation, or appear interested in their concerns, as I often see done.

The distance is nothing when one has a motive.

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

It is happy for you that you possess the talent of flattering with delicacy. May I ask whether these pleasing attentions proceed from the impulse of the moment, or are they the result of previous study?