Jane Austen
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Jane Austen
Jane Austenwas an English novelist known primarily for her six major novels which interpret, critique and comment upon the life of the British landed gentry at the end of the 18th century. Her most highly praised novel during her lifetime was Pride and Prejudice, her second published novel. Austen's plots often explore the dependence of women on marriage in the pursuit of favorable social standing and economic security...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth16 December 1775
CitySteventon, England
I walk: I prefer walking.
I am excessively fond of a cottage; there is always so much comfort, so much elegance about them. And I protest, if I had any money to spare, I should buy a little land and build one myself, within a short distance of London, where I might drive myself down at any time, and collect a few friends about me and be happy. I advise everybody who is going to build, to build a cottage.
Had Elizabeth been able to encounter his eye, she might have seen how well the expression of heartfelt delight, diffused over his face, became him; but, though she could not look, she could listen, and he told her of feelings, which, in proving of what importance she was to him, made his affection every moment more valuable.
You showed me how insufficient were all my pretensions to please a woman worthy of being pleased.
If the heroine of one novel be not patronized by the heroine of another, from whom can she expect protection and regard?
My Emma, does not every thing serve to prove more and more the beauty of truth and sincerity in all our dealings with each other?
Wickedness is always wickedness, but folly is not always folly.
He was the proudest, most disagreeable man in the world, and every body hoped that he would never come there again.
It is wonderful, for almost all his actions may be traced to pride;-and pride has often been his best friend.
May I ask you what these questions tend?' 'Merely to the illustration of your character,' said she, endeavouring to shake off her gravity. 'I am trying to make it out.' 'And what is your success?' She shook her head. 'I do not get on at all. I hear such different accounts of you as puzzle me exceedingly.
Time will explain.
An interval of meditation, serious and grateful, was the best corrective of everything dangerous.
Do you not want to know who has taken it?" cried his wife impatiently.
...I will not allow books to prove any thing." "But how shall we prove any thing?" "We never shall.