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that is very true...and i could easily forgive his pride if he had not motirid mine.

yes, vanity is a weakness indeed. but pride...where there is a real superiority of mind, pride will be always under good regulation.

if i can see one of my daughters happily settled a tnetherfield and all the others equally well married, i shall have nothing to wish for

you will find her manners beyond anything i can describe

a military life is not what i was intended for, but circumstances have now made it eligible. hte church ought to have been my profession

do not expect to be notified by his family and friends, if you willfully act against the inclination of all. you will be censured, slighted, and despised, by everyone connected with him

i was very much flattered by his asking me to dance a second time

an unhappy alternative is before you, elizabeth. from this day you must be a stranger to one of your parents

happiness in marriage is entirly a matter of chance...it is better to know as little as possible of the defects of the person with whom you are to pass your life

engaged to mr. collins! my dear charlotte-impossible

you must give me leave to flatter myself, my dear cousin, that your refusal of my addresses is merely words of course. my reasons for believing it are briefly these; it does not appear to me that my hand is unworthy of your acceptance

his pride does not offend me so much as pride often does, because there is an excuse for it. one cannot wonder that so very fine a young man, with family, fortune, everything in his favour, should think highly of himself. if i may so express it, he has a right to be proud

dear were the little grapes which were crushed to make it

unhappy one, never pray for death, he is here all too soon

i hope that jason may be as kind to her as...to me

i am a fool

am i to look in my sons' eyes and see jason's forever?

death, death is my wish. for myself, my enemies, my children

one's children are the life after death

you thretened my daughter; you have to go

even the weeds and barnacles on the warped keep are dead and stink- that's your last companion-and only hope

o creon, what is half a day in all the rich years of corinth?

how sharper than a sepent's tooth it is to have a thankless child

to both these sisters have i sworn my love

blow, winds, and crack your cheeks!

the younger rises when the old doth fall

out, out, vile jelly!

and i'll go to bed at noon

nothing will come of nothing

as flies to wanton boys are we to the gods, they kill us for their sport

the weight of this sad time we must obey, speak what we feel, not what we ought to say

your boy never stabbed bob ewell, didn't come near a mile of it and you know it.

will you take me home?

well, the night of november twenty-one i was comin' in from the woods with a load o' kindlin' and just as i got to the fence i heard mayella screamin' like a stuck hog inside the house

she'd call me in, suh. seemed like everytime i passed by yonder she'd have somethin' for me to do - choppin' kindlin' totin' water for her

you never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view

he aint company. cal, he's just a cunningham

my paw's nver touched a hair o' my head in my life. he never touched me

foot-washers believe anything that's pleasure is a sin. did you know some of 'em cam out of the woods one Saturday and passed by this place and told me, me and my flowers were going to hell?

your father does not know how to teach

there aint one thing in this world i can do about folks except laugh, so i'm gonna join the circus and laugh my head off