336 Quotes About Jane-austen
- Author Jane Austen
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Anne did think on the question with perfect decision, and said as much in replay as her own feelings could accomplish, or as his seemed able to bear, for he was too much affected to renew the subject - and when he spoke again, it was something totally different.
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- Author Jane Austen
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Whenever you are transplanted, like me, you will understand how very delightful it is to meet with anything at all like what one has left behind.
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- Author Jane Austen
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All the privilege I claim for my own sex, is that of loving longest, when existence or when hope is gone.
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- Author Jane Austen
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I know he will make you happy, but you will make him everything.
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- Author Jane Austen
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To be so bent on Marriage - to pursue a man merely for the sake of situation - is a sort of thing that shocks me; I cannot understand it. Poverty is a great Evil, but to a woman of Education and feeling it ought not, it cannot be the greatest. I would rather be a teacher at a school (and I can think of nothing worse) than marry a man I did not like.
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- Author Jennifer Paynter
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Before I could reply, he had picked me up, literally swept me off my feet, and kissed me. And afterwards, when I tried to speak, he silenced me in much the same manner. It was a shock (but not at all distasteful) to be so caught up. Later - when he at last set me down - he handled me more gently. He took of my glasses and told me that he loved me.
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- Author Jane Austen
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Mrs. Hall of Sherbourn was brought to bed yesterday of a dead child, some weeks before she expected, oweing to a fright.—I suppose she happened unawares to look at her husband.
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- Author Alexander McCall Smith
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She remembered love, though, and a feeling of warmth. It was like remembering light, or the glow that sometimes persists after a light has gone out.
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- Author E.M. Delafield
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She is never alone when she has Her Books. Books, to her, are Friends. Give her Shakespeare or Jane Austen, Meredith or Hardy, and she is Lost - lost in a world of her own. She sleeps so little that most of her nights are spent reading.
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