Quotes from Jane Austen

A young woman, if she fall into bad gands, may be teazed, and kept at a distance from those she wants to be with; but one cannot comprehend a young man's being under such restraint, as not to be able to spend a week with his father, if he likes it.

and even you yourself, who do not altogether seem particularly friendly to very severe, very intense application, may perhaps be brought to acknowledge that it is very well worth-while to be tormented for two or three years of one's life, for the sake of being able to read all the rest of it.

And so ended his affection, said Elizabeth impatiently. There has been many a one, I fancy, overcome in the same way. I wonder who first discovered the efficacy of poetry in driving away love! 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. Darcy only smiled;

Every body else had something to say; every body was either surprised or not surprised, and had some question to ask, or some comfort to offer.

I have no right to give my opinion, said Wickham, as to his being agreeable or otherwise. I am not qualified to form one. I have known him too long and too well to be a fair judge. It is impossible for me to be impartial.

Have you ever read Udolpho, Mr. Thorpe? Udolpho! Oh, Lord! Not I; I never read novels; I have something else to do. Catherine, humbled and ashamed, was going to apologize for her question, but he prevented her by saying, Novels are all so full of nonsense and stuff; there has not been a tolerably decent one come out since Tom Jones, except The Monk; I read that t'other day; but as for all the others, they are the stupidest things in creation.

If there had not been so much anger, there would have been desperate awkwardness; but their straightforward emotions left no room for the little zigzags of embarrassment.

What had she to wish for? Nothing, but to grow more worthy of him whose intentions and judgment had been ever so superior to her own.

Fingir candor es algo bastante corriente, se ve en todas partes. Pero ser cándido sin ostentación ni premeditación, quedarse con lo bueno de cada uno, mejorarlo aun, y no decir nada de lo malo, eso sólo lo haces tú.

Pourquoi sommes-nous sur terre, sinon pour fournir quelque distraction à nos voisins, et en retour, nous égayer à leurs dépens ?

and no other attempt made at secrecy than Mrs. Norris's talking of it everywhere as a matter not to be talked of at present.

Haz cualquier cosa menos casarte sin amor. ¿Estás absolutamente segura de que sientes lo que debe sentirse?

What say you, Mary? for you are a young lady of deep reflection I know, and read great books, and make extracts. Mary wished to say something very sensible, but knew not how. While Mary is adjusting her ideas, he continued, let us return to Mr. Bingley.

I am fatigued; but it is not the sort of fatigue–quick walking will refresh me. Miss Woodhouse, we all know at times what it is to be wearied in spirits.

What a good-for-nothing-fellow Charles is to bespeak the stockings - I hope he will be too hot all the rest of his life for it! -

The more I see of the world, the more I am dissatisfied with it; - Elizabeth Bennet (Volume 2, chapter 1)

She regained the street--happy in this, that though much had been forced on her against her will, though she had in fact heard the whole substance of Jane Fairfax's letter, she had been able to escape the letter itself.

She could not help frequently glancing her eye at Mr. Darcy, though every glance convinced her of what she dreaded; for though he was not always looking at her mother, she was convinced that his attention was invariably fixed by her.

What are young men to rocks and mountains?

and yet you loved him! - Yes. But I did not love only him [...]. And after all, Marianne, after all that is bewitching in the idea of a single and constant attachment, and all that can be said of one's happiness depending entirely on any particular person, it is not meant - it is not fit - it is not possible that it should be so.

Still, however, she had enough to feel! It was agitation, pain, pleasure, a something between delight and misery.

O Sr. Bennet era um misto tão extraordinário de petulância, sarcasmo, reserva e capricho que a experiência de vinte e três anos não bastara ainda para a a mulher compreender o seu carácter.

I do assure you that I am not one of those young ladies (if such ladies there are) who are so daring as to risk their happiness on the chance of being asked a second time. I am perfectly serious in my refusal.

These things happen so often . A young man , such as you describe , Mr.Bingley , so easily falls in love with a pretty girl for a few weeks & when accident separates , them so easily forgets her , that sort consistencies are very frequent