Famous Quotes Jane Austen Novels & Stories

“You?” She glanced up as thought thinking. Then in a soft but yet certain voice, she said. “He really had been through death, but he had returned because he realized he had not yet finished living.” There was this passion in her eyes as she quoted the line that it made the hair on my arms rise. I’d never met anyone like her…that I could actually quote lines from a classic book and would get it. Even in literature class, I always felt like an outsider because nobody felt comfortable with the jock who practically knew the poem by Italian poet Dante, by heart.

"I believe it has its own value. I've always had a passion for reading and writing." Grandma Ellie jumps in, eyes sparkling. "Oh, how wonderful! I love literature. Do you have a favorite author, dear?" I smile sincerely upon her excitement. "I'm quite fond of Jane Austen. Her insights into society and character are timeless." "Ah, a classic choice," Harold puts in, nodding appraisingly. "Pride and Prejudice is a masterpiece." Rebecca leans back in her chair, swirling her wine glass reflectively. "Personally, I find those stories a bit dull. All that talk of manners and marriage prospects. Don't you think, Pamela?"

Elaine said, appreciating the concern. Elaine and I chatted into the night, I noticed her eyes light up as she talked about her favorite books. "Have you read any of Jane Austen's novels?" she asked me excitedly. "Yes! Pride and Prejudice is one of my all-time favorites," I replied, smiling at her enthusiasm. "Oh my gosh, I love that one too! Mr. Darcy is just so swoon-worthy," Elaine gushed, her cheeks turning pink. I laughed at her reaction. "I have to admit, I may have a bit of a crush on him myself."

She looked at her mug. Pressed her lips together. "How do you know," she said. "She liked people who said exactly what they meant." The corner of his mouth moved. "And people who put Jane Austen in the true crime section." She laughed. Surprised out of her the way the real ones always were, sudden and unguarded, and she heard him make a sound beside her, low and warm and quiet, and she turned to look at him and he was looking at her with an expression she was going to need a long time to catalog properly.

“Damn! That’s heartless!” “You got that right. Anyway, you guys might be wondering why I’m saying all this. It’s simple. I believe that Austin is in love with you, Nora, and you’re in love with him as well. I’ve seen how you two look at each other when you think no one’s looking. I also prefer you to Christina a million times, and I believe that you will make my brother very happy, as he would do to you. So what say we find a way to make the two of them divorce each other?” Jane asked, smiling as innocently and winningly as though she had just asked if they would like to be served some tea.

Swept off my feet. Knocked to my knees by this woman who was turning my life into one of the very books she was quoting, the books that were my passion, my work... "My heart is, and always will be, yours." Her handss dropped to her sides, the paper hanging from her fingers. The paper that I would take from her and frame, to show all of our children, grandchildren, and their children after. "Sense and Sensibility!" Jonathon shouted out, obviously pleased to have figured one out first.

I've longed for an impulsive, sensual moment like that my entire life, and here you are, living out my fantasy, only to complain about it. "Listen, Jane. I understand that every woman has, at some point, daydreamed about encountering a dashing billionaire who would passionately kiss them until their knees weaken and their hearts flutter, leading to a blissful, everlasting love. However, this is reality, my dear, and I fear I've gotten myself into something far beyond my capabilities. And to make matters worse, I foolishly agreed to have lunch with him tomorrow. What am I thinking, Jane?"

Because she know that Doreen Garcia wouldn't bother to say those words to this man. "But you know that this wont work for us. I-i...I..." Anastasia cant find a word on how to explain it. "Its alright. I get it now." Nicholas said while smiling sadly at her. "Im sorry." She apologized once again making the Earl chuckled. "Stop apologizing, you're scaring me." He joked. Anastasia rolled her eyes playfully before looking to the windows. "You know...love is the sweetest when both of you are genuinely inlove with each other." She said, quoting the phrase from the romance novel that she read.

she said with a smile. It was on the tip of my tongue to remind her that I wasn't married when I saw the twinkle in her eyes. "Don't tease me," I sighed. "I am not teasing you. I can't dare to call her by her name." "You could address her as Mrs. Bennett." "Sasha is also Mrs. Bennett." Sasha? Did she just call her Sasha? I wondered when Jane became like that. "Don't do that." I sighed again. "Don't join a battle that you have no business in and gain an enemy for yourself."

I had already gotten started on the classical books and my goal was to slowly go through all the books in this library, not including the finance and self-help books of course. I was currently reading Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen and I was falling in love with Elizabeth Bennett all over again. Although a fictional character, she was exactly the kind of woman I wished to be like. I especially liked the fact that she didn’t take shit from Mr. Darcy and wasn’t afraid to call him out on his bullshit. Unfortunately, the same could not be said for me. I had promised, Lucaa that I was going to think about telling Mateo about my feelings but the truth was, I wasn’t like her. I wasn’t brave and