Quotes From Elizabeth Bennet In Pride And Prejudice Novels & Stories

"Mom..." "Shut up!" Lydia reached out and made a gesture to motion to him to shut up, "Don't speak! I haven't finished my words! Elizabeth is a very good girl. You have experienced a lot in this society these years, and you've seen all kinds of people, hadn't you? In this society, there are many scheming people. How pure-minded Elizabeth is! She is warm and kindhearted. What do you want? How dare you divorce her!"

Johnson stares at her in disbelief, seemingly taken aback by Elizabeth's defiance. "Show some respect, Elizabeth!" Mrs. Johnson scolds, her tone filled with disdain. Elizabeth crosses her arms over her chest, meeting Mrs. Johnson's gaze head-on, ready to stand her ground. "Why do you loathe me so much, Mrs. Johnson? What did I ever do to you?" Elizabeth questions, her voice tinged with genuine curiosity. Mrs. Johnson narrows her eyebrows and retorts, "You are practically seducing Mr. Bradford... Tell me, why the hell are you dressed in this attire?"

*** ** * [Hazel Quinn] The living room no longer felt cold, but my chest felt even tighter. I sat stiffly on the edge of the velvet sofa, while Mrs. Bennet sat right next to me. Contrary to my worst expectations, this elegant woman wasn't hurling insults at me or telling me to stay away from her son. Instead, her warm, sapphire-ringed hands were firmly grasping my icy palms.

Every corner was adorned with gold trim, heavy velvet drapes, and crystal chandeliers that refracted light like a thousand tiny daggers. And then I saw her. Evelyn sat perched on an ornate chaise, a glass of red wine in her hand. Her sleek black dress hugged her frame, and her hair was pulled back into a severe bun. She looked every bit the part of a woman in control. “Well, if it isn’t Eleanora Sinclair,” she said, her voice dripping with disdain. “Or should I say, Mrs. Bennett?” “Where’s Zoe?” I demanded, my voice trembling despite my best efforts to sound strong.

That's was the extent of it. "Elizabeth Bennett was my first crush." David said quietly with a smile. "What?" Pearl asked instinctively. "Sorry. I mean, really? I guess I never imagined you as a reader of early 19th century British romance novels" Pearl replied again. "I'm surprised you imagined me as anything, Pearl. Happily surprised." David said. Pearl blushed. "It's one of my favorites. Mr. Darcy and Mr. Rochester ruined me early in life." Pearl couldn't believe she was saying this to her boss.

But why? I waited impatiently as the commercial break came to an end, and soon the reporter was back on screen. “Her name is Elizabeth Bennett.” Elizabeth Bennett? As in Pride and Prejudice? I wondered, stifling a chuckle. Who would name their child that, knowing she’d likely be made fun of? Besides, the real Elizabeth Bennett wouldn’t have jumped back into a burning building, unless… “She claimed her male friend was in the library studying, and she had to save him. Her friend, Evie Grayson, tried to stop her but failed, unable to dissuade her. He was in danger, and she had to save him!”

Sophia's confident expression wavered, shifting to a glimmer of astonishment. "I have no idea what you're referring to," she replied, pretending to be innocent. Isabella snapped at Sophia, "Don't act shy with me. I listened to it all. The picture, the falsehoods, the scheme to tear us apart. It all originated from you." Sophia's calm facade finally shattered. "Who cares if it did?" she snapped, her eyes filled with rage. "He is too good for you. You are just an opportunistic Bennet."

The Bennet couple felt embarrassed and humiliated. They thought their son had been taking care of them all along. Unbeknownst to them, it was Miss Martins who was feeding and clothing them. Mrs Bennet was reminded of the words she said to Miss Martins at the Celebration Party. She thought Miss Martins was coming from a poor family, and she told her that she would never be her daughter-in-law. Her wishes come true. She would do anything to turn back the hands of time.

Mrs Bennett's face morphs through a kind of rainbow from pink through red to purple, which looks wrong on the face of a wasp. Sebastian pipes up. "Can I get you a cup of tea, Mrs Bennett? We were all just getting to know each other." She doesn't so much as look at him. Lips pursed tight she brushes dust from the tweed of her jacket. "Your father will have something to say about this." And turning on her heel, she marches out, banging the door closed behind her. Eleanor bursts into laughter. "Oh, God, Chad. Why did you not do that years ago? You would have saved everyone so much trouble..." Her eyes shift to Charlotte... "... and some of us a lot of anguish."

She ignited her car engine and began driving back home. *** "You don't seem to stop amazing me all the time, so we are now on the same level right? You sit on the same chair your boss lady sits on to watch a movie, wow!" Bella said as came down from the stairs. Elizabeth who was busy watching a night show on the T.V sprang up immediately when she heard her voice. "I am so sorry ma," she immediately apologized and Bella scoffed. "Sorry for your stupid old self. I sincerely don't know if your old age is affecting your intellectual ability because I don't know why you have refused to make use of your head. What am I even saying? Aren't you a blockhead! '' Bella yelled and Elizabeth swallowed so