I Am Not Romantic, You Know; I

I Can Always Live By My Pen.

You Expect Me To Account For Opinions Which You Choose To Call Mine, But Which I Have Never Acknowledged.

Had I Been In Love, I Could Not Have Been More Wretchedly Blind. But Vanity, Not Love, Has Been My Folly.

My Dear Mr. Bennet," Said His Lady To Him One Day, "have You Heard That Netherfield Park Is Let At Last?

I Can Never Be Important To Any One.' 'what Is To Prevent You?' 'every Thing — My Situation — My Foolishness And Awkwardness.