Elizabeth’s tears had wrung my heart: I longed to enfold her in my arms, to comfort her, but I knewit would be infamous indeed to take such advantage of her distress.
When left alone with her, I ignored her and kept my eyes on my book, though I confess I turned over more pages than I read.
Honest men cannot be expected to anticipate the actions of scoundrels.
I hardened my heart against all the Bennets. - Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy.
Elizabeth was not playing for the sake of exhibiting her virtuosity: she played for joy.
When I left, Lydia was prattling about new clothes for her wedding and expressing her ownsatisfaction that she, the youngest of the Bennet sisters, would be the first of them to be married.Wickham smi...
I smiled, knowing that Elizabeth, even in the worst of her humours, was far better suited to my own disposition. She would scold me, quarrel with me, torment me, tease me and laugh at me as often as m...
