The distance is nothing ,when one has a motive.
Mrs.Bennet’s eyes sparkled with pleasure.
We must trespass a litter longer on your kindness.
Mrs.Bennet was profuse in her acknowledgements.
I often tell my other girls they are nothing to her.
That is my idea of good breading;and those persons who fancy themselves very important and never open their mouths , quiet mistake the matter.
A lady’s imagination is very rapid;it jumps from admiration to love,from love to matrimony .
Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves,vanity to what we would have others think of us.
He is ate up with pride.
Upon my word !
Affectation of candour is common enough –one meets it everywhere.But to be candid without ostentation or design—to take the good of everybody’s character and make it still better , and say nothing of the bad—belongs to you alone
Mr. Bennet was so odd a mixture of quick parts, sarcastic humor, reserve, and caprice, that the experience of three and twenty years had been insufficient to make his wife understand his character.
Everything nourishes what is strong already.
She had high animal spirits,and a sort of self-consequence.
The day passed much as the day before had done.。