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It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
Mary wished to say something sensible, but knew not how.
To be fond of dancing was a certain step towards falling in love; and very lively hopes of Mr. Bingley’s heart were entertained.
till his manners gave a disgust which turned the tide of his popularity; for he was discovered to be proud;
He was the proudest, most disagreeable man in the world, and everybody hoped that he would never come there again.
“Oh! She is the most beautiful creature I ever beheld!
She told the story, however, with great spirit among her friends; for she had a lively, playful disposition, which delighted in anything ridiculous.
So high and so conceited that there was no enduring him!
“He is just what a young man ought to be,” said she, “sensible, good-humoured, lively; and I never saw such happy manners!—so much ease, with such perfect good breeding!”
You have liked many a stupider person.”
“That is very true,” replied Elizabeth, “and I could easily forgive his pride, if he had not mortified mine.”
“Indeed, sir, I have not the least intention of dancing. I entreat you not to suppose that I moved this way in order to beg for a partner.”
“It shows an affection for her sister that is very pleasing,” said Bingley.
“there is a meanness in all the arts which ladies sometimes condescend to employ for captivation.
“Heaven forbid! That would be the greatest misfortune of all! To find a man agreeable whom one is determined to hate! Do not wish me such an evil.”
He smiled, and assured her that whatever she wished him to say should be said.
There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well.
My dear Jane, Mr. Collins is a conceited, pompous, narrow-minded, silly man;
“Her not objecting does not justify him.
Stupid men are the only ones worth knowing, after all.” “Take care, Lizzy; that speech savours strongly of disappointment.”
What are young men to rocks and mountains?
“I am not afraid of you,” said he, smilingly.
“What can be the meaning of this?” said Charlotte, as soon as he was gone. “My dear, Eliza, he must be in love with you, or he would never have called us in this familiar way.”
“In vain I have struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.”
She grew absolutely ashamed of herself. Of neither Darcy nor Wickham could she think without feeling she had been blind, partial, prejudiced, absurd.
“But perhaps he may be a little whimsical in his civilities,”
Teasing, teasing, man! I will think no more about him.”
“I think you are in very great danger of making him as much in love with you as ever.”
“But you are not entitled to know mine; nor will such behaviour as this, ever induce me to be explicit.”
“I will make no promise of the kind.”
Are the shades of Pemberley to be thus polluted?”
“You can now have nothing further to say,” she resentfully answered. “You have insulted me in every possible method. I must beg to return to the house.”
That is his notion of Christian forgiveness!
It was necessary to laugh, when she would rather have cried.
“If you will thank me,” he replied, “let it be for yourself alone. That the wish of giving happiness to you might add force to the other inducements which led me on, I shall not attempt to deny. But your family owe me nothing. Much as I respect them, I believe I thought only of you.”
you, dearest, loveliest Elizabeth!
could not have parted with you, my Lizzy, to anyone less worthy.”
Elizabeth’s spirits soon rising to playfulness again, she wanted Mr. Darcy to account for his having ever fallen in love with her.
“For the liveliness of your mind, I did.”
