Jane Austen Quotes - Page 76 | Just Great DataBase

Dear, dear Norland!" said Marianne, as she wandered alone before the house, on the last evening of their being there; "when shall I cease to regret you? -- when learn to feel a home elsewhere? -- Oh happy house! could you know what I suffer in now viewing you from this spot, from whence perhaps I may view you no more! -- And you, ye well-known trees! -- but you will continue the same. -- No leaf will decay because we are removed, nor any branch become motionless although we can observe you no longer! -- No; you will continue the same; unconscious of the pleasure or the regret you occasion, and insensible of any change in those who walk under your shade! -- But who will remain to enjoy you?

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Vanity was the beginning and the end of Sir Walter Elliot's character; vanity of person and of situation.

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Marianne, who had the knack of finding her way in every house to the library, however it might be avoided by the family in general, soon procured herself a book.

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She had never been supplanted. He never even believed himself to see her equal. Thus much indeed he was obliged to acknowledge: that he had been constant unconsciously, nay unintentionally; that he had meant to forget her, and believed it to be done. He had imagined himself indifferent, when he had only been angry; and he had been unjust to her merits, because he had been a sufferer from them.

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Mrs. Ferrars was a little, thin woman, upright, even to formality, in her figure, and serious, even to sourness, in her aspect. Her complexion was sallow; and her features small, without beauty, and naturally without expression; but a lucky contraction of the brow had rescued her countenance from the disgrace of insipidity, by giving it the strong characters of pride and ill nature. She was not a woman of many words; for, unlike people in general, she proportioned them to the number of her ideas; and of the few syllables that did escape her, not one fell to the share of Miss Dashwood, whom she eyed with the spirited determination of disliking her at all events.

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Anne entered it with a sinking heart, anticipating an imprisonment of many months, and anxiously saying to herself, "Oh! when shall I leave you again?

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My feelings are not often shared, not often understood - Marianne Dashwood

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I never saw quite so wretched an example of what a sea-faring life can do; but to a degree, I know it is the same with them all: they are all knocked about, and exposed to every climate, and every weather, till they are not fit to be seen. It is a pity they are not knocked on the head at once, before they reach Admiral Baldwin's age.

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Siempre había mariposeado, sin ningún objeto fijo.

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It was now some years since Anne had begun to learn that she and her excellent friend could sometimes think differently; and it did not surprise her, therefore, that Lady Russell should see nothing suspicious or inconsistent, nothing to require more motives than appeared, in Mr Elliot's great desire of a reconciliation.

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Sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.

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Where other powers of entertainment are wanting, the true philosopher will derive benefit from such as are given.

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Herra Bennetin odotukset olivat täyttyneet. Serkku oli juuri niin kaistapäinen kuin hän oli toivonut, ja hän kuunteli miestä nautinnolla, mutta halliten samalla kaikki kasvonilmeensä sekä kaipaamatta kumppania hauskanpitoonsa, jos ei oteta lukuun katseita, joita hän silloin tällöin loi Elizabethiin.

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By you, I was properly humbled. I came to you without a doubt of my reception. You showed me how insufficient were all my pretensions to please a woman worthy of being pleased.

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But her mind was so busily engaged, that she did not always know when she was silent.

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However little known the feelings or views of such a man may be on his first entering a neighbourhood, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the surrounding families, that he is considered the rightful

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The happiness which this reply produced was such as he had probably never felt before; and he expressed himself on the occasion as sensibly and as warmly as a man violently in love can be supposed to do.

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Egli osservò: La segregazione le dona, le fa bene e conferisce molta più distinzione al dolore! Uno di questi giorni farò lo stesso anch'io: mi chiuderò col berretto da notte e la vestaglia, dando più disturbo che potrò... Forse, posso rimandare tutto questo a quando scapperà Kitty....

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