None Of Us Want To Be In

It Isn't What We Say Or Think That Defines Us, But What We Do.

If People Like To Read Their Books, It Is All Very Well, But To Be At So Much Trouble In Filling Great Volumes, Which, As I Used To Think, Nobody Would Willingly Ever Look Into, To Be Labouring Only For The Torment Of Little Boys And Girls, Always Struck Me As A Hard Fate.

I Must Learn To Be Content With Being Happier Than I Deserve.

His Feelings Are Warm, But I Can Imagine Them Rather Changeable.

Are The Shades Of Pemberley To Be Thus Polluted?