Pride and Prejudice

by Jane Austen

You have no compassion for my poor nerves.” “You mistake me, my dear. I have a high respect for your nerves. They are my old friends. I have heard you mention them with consideration these last twenty years at least.”

“and I could easily forgive his pride, if he had not mortified mine.”

“Elizabeth Bennet,” said Miss Bingley, when the door was closed on her, “is one of those young ladies who seek to recommend themselves to the other sex by undervaluing their own; and with many men, I dare say, it succeeds.

Una pick me girl, pues

“My ideas flow so rapidly that I have not time to express them—by which means my letters sometimes convey no ideas at all to my correspondents.”

Nobody can tell what I suffer! But it is always so. Those who do not complain are never pitied.”

We must not be so ready to fancy ourselves intentionally injured.

Note to self

Where there is fortune to make the expenses of travelling unimportant, distance becomes no evil.

“He likes to have his own way very well,” replied Colonel Fitzwilliam. “But so we all do. It is only that he has better means of having it than many others, because he is rich,

and from impatience of knowing what the next sentence might bring, was incapable of attending to the sense of the one before her eyes.

she endeavoured to forget what she could not overlook,

Upon the whole, therefore, she found, what has been sometimes found before, that an event to which she had been looking with impatient desire did not, in taking place, bring all the satisfaction she had promised herself. It was consequently necessary to name some other period for the commencement of actual felicity—to have some other point on which her wishes and hopes might be fixed, and by again enjoying the pleasure of anticipation, console herself for the present, and prepare for another disappointment.

“perhaps she meant well, but, under such a misfortune as this, one cannot see too little of one’s neighbours. Assistance is impossible; condolence insufferable.

her mind was so busily engaged, that she did not always know when she was silent.

They walked on, without knowing in what direction. There was too much to be thought, and felt, and said, for attention to any other objects.

Think only of the past as its remembrance gives you pleasure.”

I am the happiest creature in the world. Perhaps other people have said so before, but not one with such justice.