Let Us Have The Luxury Of Silence.

Now Be Sincere; Did You Admire Me For My Impertinence?" "for The Liveliness Of Your Mind, I Did.

Vanity, Not Love, Has Been My Folly.

I Declare After All There Is No Enjoyment Like Reading! How Much Sooner One Tires Of Any Thing Than Of A Book! -- When I Have A House Of My Own, I Shall Be Miserable If I Have Not An Excellent Library.

You Are Mistaken, Mr. Darcy, If You Suppose That The Mode Of Your Declaration Affected Me In Any Other Way, Than As It Spared The Concern Which I Might Have Felt In Refusing You, Had You Behaved In A More Gentlemanlike Manner.

If This Man Had Not Twelve Thousand A Year, He Would Be A Very Stupid Fellow.