I Am Not Romantic, You Know; I

We Can All Begin Freely—a Slight Preference Is Natural Enough; But There Are Very Few Of Us Who Have Heart Enough To Be Really In Love Without Encouragement.

I Take No Leave Of You, Miss Bennet: I Send No Compliments To Your Mother. You Deserve No Such Attention. I Am Most Seriously Displeased.

He Then Departed, To Make Himself Still More Interesting, In The Midst Of A Heavy Rain.

I Do Not Think I Ever Opened A Book In My Life Which Had Not Something To Say Upon Woman's Inconstancy. Songs And Proverbs, All Talk Of Woman's Fickleness. But Perhaps You Will Say, These Were All Written By Men." "perhaps I Shall. Yes, Yes, If You Please, No Reference To Examples In Books. Men Have Had Every Advantage Of Us In Telling Their Own Story. Education Has Been Theirs In So Much Higher A Degree; The Pen Has Been In Their Hands. I Will Not Allow Books To Prove Anything.

Men Have Had Every Advantage Of Us In Telling Their Own Story. Education Has Been Theirs In So Much Higher A Degree; The Pen Has Been In Their Hands. I Will Not Allow Books To Prove Anything.