Mr. Darcy Began To Feel The Danger

Silly Things Do Cease To Be Silly If They Are Done By Sensible People In An Impudent Way.

Mr. Knightley, If I Have Not Spoken, It Is Because I Am Afraid I Will Awaken Myself From This Dream.

You Deserve A Longer Letter Than This; But It Is My Unhappy Fate Seldom To Treat People So Well As They Deserve.

It Is Indolence... Indolence And Love Of Ease; A Want Of All Laudable Ambition, Of Taste For Good Company, Or Of Inclination To Take The Trouble Of Being Agreeable, Which Make Men Clergymen. A Clergyman Has Nothing To Do But Be Slovenly And Selfish; Read The Newspaper, Watch The Weather, And Quarrel With His Wife. His Curate Does All The Work And The Business Of His Own Life Is To Dine.

I Will Be Calm. I Will Be Mistress Of Myself.