Mr. Collins is a conceited, pompous, narrow-minded, silly man; you know he is, as well as I do; and you must feel, as well as I do, that the woman who married him cannot have a proper way of thinking.

Jane Austen

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Her mind was all disorder. The past, present, future, every thing... by Jane Austen

Her mind was all disorder. The past, present, future, every thing was terrible.

disorder mind past

But it is very foolish to ask questions about any young ladies — about any three sisters just grown up; for one knows, without being told, exactly what they are — all very accomplished and pleasing, and one very pretty. There is a beauty in every family. — It is a regular thing

three foolish young

But to live in ignorance on such a point was impossible. by Jane Austen

But to live in ignorance on such a point was impossible.

ignorance impossible

My dear Mr. Bennet," said his lady to him one day, "have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?

mrs-bennet one-day lasts

Lovely & too charming Fair one, notwithstanding your forbidding Squint, your greazy tresses & your swelling Back, which are more frightful than imagination can paint or pen describe, I cannot refrain from expressing my raptures, at the engaging Qualities of your Mind, which so amply atone for the Horror, with which your first appearance must ever inspire the unwary visitor.

lovely imagination inspire

the Musgroves had had the ill fortune of a very troublesome, hopeless son, and the good fortune to lose him before he reached his twentieth year.

hopeless years son

They gave themselves up wholly to their sorrow, seeking increase of wretchedness in every reflection that could afford it, and resolved against ever admitting consolation in future.

admitting sorrow reflection

Cold-hearted Elinor! Oh! Worse than cold-hearted! Ashamed of bein... by Jane Austen

Cold-hearted Elinor! Oh! Worse than cold-hearted! Ashamed of being otherwise.--Marianne Dashwood

cold-hearted sensibility ashamed

“It is not everyone,” said Elinor, “who has your passion for dead... by Jane Austen

“It is not everyone,” said Elinor, “who has your passion for dead leaves.”

passion said

I understand Crawford paid you a visit?" "Yes." "And was he attentive?" "Yes, very." "And has your heart changed towards him?" "Yes. Several times. I have - I find that I - I find that-" "Shh. Surely you and I are beyond speaking when words are clearly not enough.... I missed you." "And I you.

i-missed-you shh heart

Fanny! You are killing me!" "No man dies of love but on the stage... by Jane Austen

Fanny! You are killing me!" "No man dies of love but on the stage, Mr. Crawford.

stage killing men

Give me but a little cheerful company, let me only have the company of the people I love, let me only be where I like and with whom I like, and the devil may take the rest, say I.

cheerful giving people

The little bit (two inches wide) of ivory on which I work with so fine a brush as produces little effect after much labour.

ivory littles two

I could not be happy with a man whose taste did not in every point coincide with my own. He must enter in all my feelings; the same books, the same music must charm us both.

feelings men book

…but then I am unlike other people I dare say. by Jane Austen

…but then I am unlike other people I dare say.

dare people

But Shakespeare one gets acquainted with without knowing how. It is a part of an Englishman's constitution. His thoughts and beauties are so spread abroad that one touches them everywhere; one is intimate with him by instinct. No man of any brain can open at a good part of one of his plays without falling into the flow of his meaning immediately.

play men fall

You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever.

agony soul feelings

Yes, I found myself, by insensible degrees, sincerely fond of her; and the happiest hours of my life were what I spent with her.

hours degrees found

One likes to hear what is to be going on, to be au fair with the newest modes of being trifling and silly.

trifling likes silly

If I was wrong in yielding to persuasion once, remember that it was to persuasion exerted on the side of safety, not of risk. When I yielded, I thought it was to duty; but no duty could be called in aid here. In marrying a man indifferent to me, all risk would have been incurred and all duty violated.

safety risk men