It Was Absolutely Necessary To Interrupt Him

His Own Enjoyment, Or His Own Ease, Was, In Every Particular, His Ruling Principle.

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.

She Was Convinced That She Could Have Been Happy With Him, When It Was No Longer Likely They Should Meet.

She Was Stronger Alone; And Her Own Good Sense So Well Supported Her, That Her Firmness Was As Unshaken, Her Appearance Of Cheerfulness As Invariable, As, With Regrets So Poignant And So Fresh, It Was Possible For Them To Be.

Here And There, Human Nature May Be Great In Times Of Trial, But Generally Speaking It Is Its Weakness And Not Its Strength That Appears In A Sick Chamber; It Is Selfishness And Impatience Rather Than Generosity And Fortitude, That One Hears Of. There Is So Little Real Friendship In The World! – And Unfortunately' (speaking Low And Tremulously) 'there Are So Many Who Forget To Think Seriously Till It Is Almost Too Late.