I dare say she means to keep you from his attentions. Your honour demands she be slain.

The business of Mr. Bennett's life was to keep his daughters alive. The business of Mrs. Bennett's was to get them married.

I feel rather like a rabbit that has taken a fox for its pupil.

Any man who has seen the face of death knows better than to seek him out a second time.

And I like a mouse who has taken a cat for its tutor.

But I am happy. And happiness, I have decided, is a noble ambition.

I know of nobody that is coming, I am sure, unless Charlotte Lucas should happen to call in- and I am sure my dinners are good enough for her, since she is an unmarried woman of seven-and-twenty, and as such should expect little more than a crust of bread washed down with a cup of loneliness.