Famous Quotes Jane Austen Novels & Stories

I told her that I would always be in her corner and support her in everything she did. Because she had me. She would always have me. What I didn’t tell her was that Austen was going to be dead by tomoroow. She released herself from the hug and laid back down. How she still had the energy after releasing pints of blood was beyond me. I joined her till we were facing each other, smiling. Her smile was sad, but it was still there and that was all that mattered. She was still beautiful and glowing like the moon goddess. “Since we’re doing confessions, I have another thing I’d like you to know and this one would be of particular interest to you.”

We all nodded and she continue, "Now, does anyone want to read the profound opening of Austen's novel? How about you, Ms. Smith?" I didn't argue and began to read the opening sentence of the novel, "It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of good fortune must be in want of a wife." "That's great," she gave a slight clap for my performance, making me feel a bit embarrassed so I slouched into my chair which earned me a few sympathetic smiles from my classmates. She asked, "Do you all understand what Austen meant by this?" Jason raised his hand and spoke, not waiting for her to permit him to speak, "It's exactly what she said. She meant that if a single man was w

I cleared my throat and offered a small smile, trying so hard not to let the sympathy peak out. "You are so strong and I know we are no best friends but I want you to know that you are strong and I'm sorry that your romantic fantasies got crushed because of duties your family found more important than your happiness," I said and she offered me a smile of her own. "I'm sure Jane Eyre and Jane Austin would be hopeful that you still find that love, huh?"

"It was loosening. Probably from dancing." "If I were asking you I would have addressed you," snapped Mrs. Astor. "You are getting far too old to be playing games like this, Isaac. I should like to see you married soon. I would like a hand in training your heirs." "I am here reviewing my options. I fail to see how I could be-" "You barely engaged with any of these young ladies. In fact, I spent the majority of my own time this evening entertaining Ms. Austen."

"...And that reminds me of Jane. Such an unlucky girl. Mrs. White, why don't you marry her off to a religious young man? She is already of age. Why spend more on her education? A mere waste of time and money..." The aunt's words pierced through Jane's thoughts, snapping her back to the present, like an icy blade cutting through the warmth of a summer day. She smiled meekly, her eyes betraying a hint of vulnerability hidden beneath the facade. The weight of societal expectations, judgment, and doubts engulfed her at every moment, yet she refused to let them control her anymore. "Would you like to have some coffee? I've prepared some snacks as well. Jane, could you please make coffee for us?"

"You'll earn a lot of wrinkles." "I have you." Jana playfully nudge his arm. "Of course I'll age twice faster than usual." Austin laughed. "I should be offended with being regarded as a nuisance but I feel happy instead." 'What can I say? You're easy to please.' Jana smiled. "I was told once that I can be charming when I want to be. That's not strange." "Oh, the pride in her face." Jana furrowed her brows. "Austin, do you like me?"

Well, aren't you his fan? "Do you have something else in mind?" he asks in a normal tone of voice, ignoring my question. How rude! I scowl, but I’m hardly affected. "Um . . . Northanger Abbey, Jane Austen," I tell him. "Or maybe . . . Sense and Sensibility?" I contradict my own choices, and he smiles at it. "Is Jane Austen your favorite?" he asks, a sweet glow in his cool eyes. "If we're speaking of Classic romance, then yes, she's my favorite. I prefer happy ending than tragedies, and Jane Austen always grants my wish." I go dreamy; oblivious of whom I'm talking to.

If she really knew everything, why did she not do anything when he was cruel to her back in the Stewart manor? It was impossible that she knew! I-If she really knew, how could she not care? How could she not say anything? It was as if Jane did not see the shock in the old man’s face, or rather, it was because she did not care whether this old man was shocked or not. She did not care what this person thought. She just spoke slowly while looking at the incandescent light above her head. It was if she was reminiscing.

However, Marcus, who hadn't given up, changed several numbers and sent her some quotes about the pains of youth in the middle of the night. Probably after waking up, everything in sight became clear. Charlotte looked at the painful quotes Marcus sent in the middle of the night, and in the end, she had to admit that she was blind when she was young. After seeing the screenshots of the messages she had sent on Line, Elizabeth laughed mercilessly with a pig-like snort, delivering an even more devastating blow to Charlotte on the spot. Elizabeth: If I remember correctly, you once praised his writing. [Hahaha.JPG] Charlotte: Don't even mention it, I was young and reckless. [Rabbit waving hand.JPG

Alice walked around the room quietly,her footsteps light as she threaded through,imprinting the changes into her mind. She loves it very much and appreciates the effort that comes with it . Quote for this chapter: ‘Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.’_anonymous