I Want Nothing But Death.

Vanity Was The Beginning And The End Of Sir Walter Elliot's Character; Vanity Of Person And Of Situation.

I Wrote Without Much Effort; For I Was Rich, And The Rich Are Always Respectable, Whatever Be Their Style Of Writing.

Is Not Poetry The Food Of Love?

Do You Dance, Mr. Darcy?" Darcy: "not If I Can Help It!" Sir William: "what A Charming Amusement For Young People This Is, Mr. Darcy! There Is Nothing Like Dancing, After All. I Consider It As One Of The First Refinements Of Polished Societies." Mr. Darcy: "certainly, Sir; And It Has The Advantage Also Of Being In Vogue Amongst The Less Polished Societies Of The World; Every Savage Can Dance.

All The Privilege I Claim For My Own Sex ... Is That Of Loving Longest, When Existence Or Hope Is Gone.