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I am not at all in a humour for writing; I must write on till I am.
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Now they were as strangers; nay worse than strangers, for they could never become acquainted.
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Every savage can dance.
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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.
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It is not time or opportunity that is to determine intimacy;—it is disposition alone. Seven years would be insufficient to make some people acquainted with each other, and seven days are more than enough for others.
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Young ladies should take care of themselves. Young ladies are delicate plants. They should take care of their health and their complexion. My dear, did you change your stockings?
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There is a quickness of perception in some, a nicety in the discernment of character, a natural penetration, in short, which no experience in others can equal.
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No: the years which had destroyed her youth and bloom had only given him a more glowing, manly, open look, in no respect lessening his personal advantages. She had seen the same Frederick Wentworth.
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Children of the same family, the same blood, with the same first associations and habits, have some means of enjoyment in their power, which no subsequent connections can supply.
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Evil to some is always good to others...
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One word from you shall silence me forever.
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A man always imagines a woman to be ready for anybody who asks her.
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My good qualities are under your protection, and you are to exaggerate them as much as possible; and, in return, it belongs to me to find occasion for teasing and quarreling with you as often as may be.
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I have often observed that resignation is never so perfect as when the blessing denied begins to lose somewhat of its value in our eyes.
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A very narrow income has a tendency to contract the mind, and sour the temper. Those who can barely live, and who live perforce in a very small, and generally very inferior, society, may well be illiberal and cross.
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I have been used to consider poetry as "the food of love" said Darcy. "Of a fine, stout, healthy love it may. Everything nourishes what is strong already. But if it be only a slight, thin sort of inclination, I am convinced that one good sonnet will starve it entirely away.
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A mother would have been always present. A mother would have been a constant friend; her influence would have been beyond all other.
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Fine dancing, I believe like virtue, must be its own reward. Those who are standing by are usually thinking of something very different.
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You have qualities which I had not before supposed to exist in such a degree in any human creature. You have some touches of the angel in you.
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There are certainly not so many men of large fortune in the world, as there are pretty women to deserve them.
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At my time of life opinions are tolerably fixed. It is not likely that I should now see or hear anything to change them.
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If this man had not twelve thousand a year, he would be a very stupid fellow.
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My characters shall have, after a little trouble, all that they desire.
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My dear Mr. Bennet," said his lady to him one day, "have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?