I Will Be Calm. I Will Be

I Have No Talent For Certainty.

She Tried To Explain The Real State Of The Case To Her Sister. "i Do Not Attempt To Deny," Said She, "that I Think Very Highly Of Him--that I Greatly Esteem, That I Like Him." Marianne Here Burst With Forth With Indignation: "esteem Him! Like Him! Cold-hearted Elinor. Oh! Worse Than Cold-hearted! Ashamed Of Being Otherwise. Use Those Words Again, And I Will Leave The Room This Moment." Elinor Could Not Help Laughing. "excuse Me," Said She, "and Be Assured That I Meant No Offence To You, By Speaking, In So Quiet A Way, Of My Own Feelings.

We Must Not Be So Ready To Fancy Ourselves Intentionally Injured. We Must Not Expect A Lively Young Man To Be Always So Guarded And Circumspect. It Is Very Often Nothing But Our Own Vanity That Deceives Us. Women Fancy Admiration Means More Than It Does.

I Take No Leave Of You, Miss Bennet: I Send No Compliments To Your Mother. You Deserve No Such Attention. I Am Most Seriously Displeased.

Provided That Nothing Like Useful Knowledge Could Be Gained From Them, Provided They Were All Story And No Reflection, She Had Never Any Objection To Books At All.