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Geep,' whuppled the parrot.

To call such persons humorists, a loose-fitting and ugly word, is to miss the nature of their dilemma and the dilemma of their nature.

I am trying to use reason and intelligence, said the strange new mongoose. Reason is six-sevenths of treason, said one of his neighbors. Intelligence is what the enemy uses, said another.

Words are important—they can influence, and in some cases rationalize, policy.

And then, when noon comes, Each stranger Has no room left in the light Except for only his hands. Here are mine. They are kind of skinny. May I have your lovely trees?

I'll be damned, you're a poet. Welcome to hell.

Damn it all, MacMurrough, are you telling me you are an unspeakable of the Oscar Wilde sort?' 'If you mean am I Irish, the answer is yes.

Now you're generalizing," Ivy said. "So you're thinking of going back to the devil you know?

And, of course, I said to her before she left: 'Even if the worst does come to the worst, you must make it quite clear to the authorities that I can only accept Really Nice Children.'" "And where," Mrs. Miniver could not restrain herself from asking, "are the other ones to go?" "There are sure to be camps," said Lady Constance firmly.

Samuel Johnson once remarked that it was surprising to find how much more kindness than justice society contained.

Elinor agreed to it all, for she did not think he deserved the compliment of rational opposition.

Nothing is more deceitful, said Darcy, than the appearance of humility. It is often only carelessness of opinion, and sometimes an indirect boast.

I have been used to consider poetry as the food of love said Darcy. Of a fine, stout, healthy love it may. Everything nourishes what is strong already. But if it be only a slight, thin sort of inclination, I am convinced that one good sonnet will starve it entirely away.

Always resignation and acceptance. Always prudence and honour and duty. Elinor, where is your heart?

She felt that she could so much more depend upon the sincerity of those who sometimes looked or said a careless or a hasty thing, than of those whose presence of mind never varied, whose tongue never slipped.

for he is such a disagreeable man, that it would be quite a misfortune to be liked by him.

There is something so amiable in the prejudices of a young mind, that one is sorry to see them give way to the reception of more general opinions.

Do you dance, Mr. Darcy? Darcy: Not if I can help it! Sir William: What a charming amusement for young people this is, Mr. Darcy! There is nothing like dancing, after all. I consider it as one of the first refinements of polished societies. Mr. Darcy: Certainly, sir; and it has the advantage also of being in vogue amongst the less polished societies of the world; every savage can dance.

The power of doing any thing with quickness is always much prized by the possessor, and often without any attention to the imperfection of the performance. - Mr Darcy

It requires uncommon steadiness of reason to resist the attraction of being called the most charming girl in the world.

You mistake me, my dear. I have a high respect for your nerves. They are my old friends. I have heard you mention them with consideration these last twenty years at least.

Are the shades of Pemberley to be thus polluted?

Did not you? I did for you. But that is one great difference between us. Compliments always take you by surprise, and me never.

And your defect is a propensity to hate everybody. And yours, he replied with a smile, is willfully to misunderstand them.