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It sometimes happens that a woman is handsomer at twenty-nine than she was ten years before.
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She was stronger alone.
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I cannot help thinking that it is more natural to have flowers grow out of the head than fruit.
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Vanity working on a weak head, produces every sort of mischief.
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She wished such words unsaid with all her heart...
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It is your turn to say something now, Mr. Darcy. I talked about the dance, and you ought to make some kind of remark on the size of the room, or the number of couples.
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If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.
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Sense will always have attractions for me.
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What! Would I be turned back from doing a thing that I had determined to do, and that I knew to be right, by the airs and interference of such a person, or any person I may say? No, I have no idea of being so easily persuaded. When I have made up my mind, I have made it.
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Lady Middleton ... exerted herself to ask Mr. Palmer if there was any news in the paper. 'No, none at all,' he replied, and read on.
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... But he recommended the books which charmed her leisure hours, he encouraged her taste, and corrected her judgment; he made reading useful by talking to her of what she read, and heightened its attraction by judicious praise.
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Sometimes one is guided by what they say of themselves, and very frequently by what other people say of them, without giving oneself time to deliberate and judge."
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Laugh as much as you choose, but you will not laugh me out of my opinion.
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Run mad as often as you choose, but do not faint!
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I do not like to have people throw themselves away; but everybody should marry as soon as they can do it to advantage.
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An egg boiled very soft is not unwholesome.
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You must be the best judge of your own happiness.
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I have changed my mind, and changed the trimmings of my cap this morning; they are now such as you suggested.
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I have always maintained the importance of Aunts...
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Nobody can tell what I suffer! But it is always so. Those who do not complain are never pitied.
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It was in this reign that Joan of Arc reigned and made such a row among the English.
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They were within twenty yards of each other, and so abrupt was his appearance, that it was impossible to avoid his sight. Their eyes instantly met, and the cheeks of each were overspread with the deepest blush. He absolutely started, and for a moment seemed immoveable from surprise; but shortly recovering himself, advanced towards the party, and spoke to Elizabeth, if not in terms of perfect composure, at least of perfect civility.
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I should infinitely prefer a book.
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Walter Scott has no business to write novels, especially good ones. It is not fair. He has fame and profit enough as a poet, and should not be taking the bread out of other people's mouths. I do not like him, and do not mean to like Waverley if I can help it, but fear I must.