Austen Said:

“And then you have added so much to it yourself, you are always buying books.”

“Neglect! I am sure you neglect nothing that can add to the beauties of that noble place. Charles, when you build your house, I wish it may be half as delightful as Pemberley.”

“But I would really advise you to make your purchase in that neighbourhood, and take Pemberley for a kind of model. There is not a finer county in England than Derbyshire.”

“I am talking of possibilities, Charles.”

“Is Miss Darcy much grown since the spring?”

“will she be as tall as I am?”

“How I long to see her again! I never met with anybody who delighted me so much. Such a countenance, such manners! And so extremely accomplished for her age! Her performance on the pianoforte is exquisite.”

“All young ladies accomplished! My dear Charles, what do you mean?”

“Nor I, I am sure,”

“Oh! certainly,”

“no one can be really esteemed accomplished who does not greatly surpass what is usually met with. A woman must have a thorough knowledge of music, singing, drawing, dancing, and the modern languages, to deserve the word; and besides all this, she must possess a certain something in her air and manner of walking, the tone of her voice, her address and expressions, or the word will be but half-deserved.”

“Elizabeth Bennet,”

“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. But, in my opinion, it is a paltry device, a very mean art.”

“She is a great deal too ill to be moved. Mr. Jones says we must not think of moving her. We must trespass a little longer on your kindness.”

“You may depend upon it, Madam,”

“that Miss Bennet shall receive every possible attention while she remains with us.”

“if it was not for such good friends I do not know what would become of her, for she is very ill indeed, and suffers a vast deal, though with the greatest patience in the world, which is always the way with her, for she has, without exception, the sweetest temper I have ever met with. I often tell my other girls they are nothing to her. You have a sweet room here, Mr. Bingley, and a charming prospect over the gravel walk. I do not know a place in the country that is equal to Netherfield. You will not think of quitting it in a hurry, I hope, though you have but a short lease.”

“remember where you are, and do not run on in the wild manner that you are suffered to do at home.”

“I assure you there is quite as much of that going on in the country as in town.”

“seemed to think the country was nothing at all.”

“I shall insist on their giving one also. I shall tell Colonel Forster it will be quite a shame if he does not.”

“How delighted Miss Darcy will be to receive such a letter!”

“You write uncommonly fast.”

“How many letters you must have occasion to write in the course of a year! Letters of business, too! How odious I should think them!”

“Pray tell your sister that I long to see her.”

“I am afraid you do not like your pen. Let me mend it for you. I mend pens remarkably well.”

“How can you contrive to write so even?”

“Tell your sister I am delighted to hear of her improvement on the harp; and pray let her know that I am quite in raptures with her beautiful little design for a table, and I think it infinitely superior to Miss Grantley's.”

“Oh! it is of no consequence. I shall see her in January. But do you always write such charming long letters to her, Mr. Darcy?”

“It is a rule with me, that a person who can write a long letter with ease, cannot write ill.”

“Oh!”

“Charles writes in the most careless way imaginable. He leaves out half his words, and blots the rest.”

“I hope,”

“you will give your mother-in-law a few hints, when this desirable event takes place, as to the advantage of holding her tongue; and if you can compass it, do cure the younger girls of running after the officers. And, if I may mention so delicate a subject, endeavour to check that little something, bordering on conceit and impertinence, which your lady possesses.”

“Oh! yes. Do let the portraits of your uncle and aunt Philips be placed in the gallery at Pemberley. Put them next to your great-uncle the judge. They are in the same profession, you know, only in different lines. As for your Elizabeth's picture, you must not have it taken, for what painter could do justice to those beautiful eyes?”

“I did not know that you intended to walk,”

“You used us abominably ill,”

“running away without telling us that you were coming out.”

no one intended to play,

“How pleasant it is to spend an evening in this way! I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book! When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.”

“By the bye, Charles, are you really serious in meditating a dance at Netherfield? I would advise you, before you determine on it, to consult the wishes of the present party; I am much mistaken if there are not some among us to whom a ball would be rather a punishment than a pleasure.”

“I should like balls infinitely better,”

“if they were carried on in a different manner; but there is something insufferably tedious in the usual process of such a meeting. It would surely be much more rational if conversation instead of dancing were made the order of the day.”

“Miss Eliza Bennet, let me persuade you to follow my example, and take a turn about the room. I assure you it is very refreshing after sitting so long in one attitude.”

“What could he mean?

what could be his meaning”

she could at all understand him?

“Oh! shocking!”

“I never heard anything so abominable. How shall we punish him for such a speech?”

“But upon my honour, I do not. I do assure you that my intimacy has not yet taught me that. Tease calmness of manner and presence of mind! No, no — I feel he may defy us there. And as to laughter, we will not expose ourselves, if you please, by attempting to laugh without a subject. Mr. Darcy may hug himself.”