Jane Austen Quotes

My heart is, and always will be, yours.

It isn't what we say or think that defines us, but what we do.

There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.

There is no charm equal to tenderness of heart.

The younger brother must help to pay for the pleasures of the elder.

Our scars make us know that our past was for real

Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves; vanity, to what we would have others think of us.

Woman is fine for her own satisfaction alone. No man will admire her the more, no woman will like her the better for it. Neatness and fashion are enough for the former, and a something of shabbiness or impropriety will be most endearing to the latter.

An unhappy alternative is before you, Elizabeth. From this day you must be a stranger to one of your parents. Your mother will never see you again if you do not marry Mr. Collins, and I will never see you again if you do.

None of us want to be in calm waters all our lives.

What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps one in a continual state of inelegance.

Seldom, very seldom, does complete truth belong to any human disclosure; seldom can it happen that something is not a little disguised, or a little mistaken.

The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.

A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.

I come here with no expectations, only to profess, now that I am at liberty to do so, that my heart is and always will be yours.

My idea of good company is the company of clever, well-informed people who have a great deal of conversation; that is what I call good company.

Now I must give one smirk and then we may be rational again

Vanity working on a weak head, produces every sort of mischief.

Well, my dear," said Mr. Bennet, when Elizabeth had read the note aloud, "if your daughter should have a dangerous fit of illness—if she should die, it would be a comfort to know that it was all in pursuit of Mr. Bingley, and under your orders.

Mr. Collins is a conceited, pompous, narrow-minded, silly man; you know he is, as well as I do; and you must feel, as well as I do, that the woman who married him cannot have a proper way of thinking.

Happiness in marriage is entirely a matter of chance.

The evergreen! How beautiful, how welcome, how wonderful the evergreen! When one thinks of it, how astonishing a variety of nature! In some countries we know that the tree that sheds its leaf is the variety, but that does not make it less amazing, that the same soil and the same sun should nurture plants differing in the first rule and law of their existence.

Look into your own heart because who looks outside, dreams, but who looks inside awakes.

In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.

My dear Mr. Bennet," said his lady to him one day, "have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?

You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you. -Mr. Darcy

Perhaps it is our imperfections that make us so perfect for one another.

Self-knowledge is the first step to maturity.

Loss of virtue in a female is irretrievable; that one false step involves her in endless ruin; that her reputation is no less brittle than it is beautiful; and that she cannot be too much guarded in her behaviour towards the undeserving of the other sex.

I have no pretensions whatever to that kind of elegance which consists in tormenting a respectable man.

I am come, young ladies, in a very moralizing strain, to observe that our pleasures of this world are always to be for, and that we often purchase them at a great disadvantage, giving readi-monied actual happiness for a draft on the future, that may not be honoured.

Mr. Bennet, how can you abuse your own children in such a way? You take delight in vexing me. You have no compassion for my poor nerves." "You mistake me, my dear. I have a high respect for your nerves. They are my old friends. I have heard you mention them with consideration these last twenty years at least.

To love is to burn, to be on fire.

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 do assure you, Sir, that I have no pretension whatever of that kind of elegance which consists in tormenting a respectable man. I would rather be paid the compliment of being believed sincere. I thank you again and again for the honour you have done me in your proposals, but to accept them is absolutely impossible. My feelings in every respect forbid it. Can I speak plainer? Do not consider me now as an elegant female intending to plague you, but as a rational creature speaking the truth from her heart.

There are such beings in the world -- perhaps one in a thousand -- as the creature you and I should think perfection; where grace and spirit are united to worth, where the manners are equal to the heart and understanding; but such a person may not come in your way, or, if he does, he may not be the eldest son of a man of fortune, the near relation of your particular friend, and belonging to your own county.

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.

I may have lost my heart, but not my self-control.

There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others. My courage always rises at every attempt to intimidate me.

Know your own happiness.

There are as many forms of love as there are moments in time.

It is very unfair to judge any body's conduct, without an intimate knowledge of their situation.

There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort.

It is very difficult for the prosperous to be humble.

A mind lively and at ease, can do with seeing nothing, and can see nothing that does not answer.

This is an evening of wonders, indeed!

Good apple pies are a considerable part of our domestic happiness.

Her own thoughts and reflections were habitually her best companions.

To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment.

Selfishness must always be forgiven you know, because there is no hope of a cure.