Quotes About Emma

Neither Emma's tears nor her rage were enough to make Joseph monogamous, however; nor were the prevailing mores of the day. He kept falling rapturously in love with women not his wife. And because that rapture was so wholly consuming, and felt so good, it struck him as impossible that God might possibly frown on such a thing.

I was only rarely called upon to say anything in the open battlefield, although at times Emma looked accusingly at me and made me feel that I might have offered more support had I been of a less spineless constitution

The funniest thing happened in one of my first scenes. In the beginning Emma was really arrogant and punk and in every scene she would slam the door when she walked in or out.

It was like a classic thing with Emma. So I walked in and I slammed the door and everything fell off the wall on the set. It was my second or third scene and I was so embarrassed and scared and so nervous about what everyone would say, but everyone just packed up laughing.

There may be certain genres that men dominate, but fiction not so much. The question of prizes is tricky because there are so many prizes.

I think, for one's single book, one would be wise to choose Mansfield Park or Emma rather even than Pride and Prejudice. "Wisdom is better than wit," as Jane Austen told Fanny, "and in the long run will certainly have the laugh on her side." People who begin by loving Pride and Prejudice, may end by rereading the later novels more often.

Oh! dear; I was so miserable! I am sure I must have been as white as my gown.

I am very lucky to do the things I do like - do a clothing line for Next and go live out a life I always thought I would have.

I knew a bit about 'Emma' through the book when I was younger, but actually more from 'Clueless'.

You're Bes, I guess? I said. Yes, he said. Your car's a mess, Liz muttered. If one more person rhymes, Emma grumbled, I'll throw up.

As the possibility of a relationship had faded, Emma had endeavored to harden herself to Dexter's indifference and these days a remark like this caused no more pain than, say, a tennis ball thrown sharply at the back of her head.

She had never been a proficient flirt. Her spasms of kittenish behaviour were graceless and inept, like normal conversation on roller skates. but the combination of the retsina and sun made Emma feel sentimental and light-headed. She reached for her roller skates.

Emma was a shocking driver, simultaneously sloppy and petrified, and for the first fifty miles had been absent-mindedly driving with her spectacles on top of her contact lenses so that other traffic loomed menacingly out of nowhere like alien space cruisers.

He hadn't been this nervous since the last disastrous night at the improv, and he firmly told himself to calm down as he blotted at the tablecloth, glancing upwards to see Emma wriggling out of her summer jacket, pushing her shoulders back and her chest forward in that way that women do without realising the ache they cause.

berated her talent, her eye, her morals, and would no doubt have gone further had not Emma Talbot stepped forward.

Anything else?" asked Owen. "Well," Emma said. "There's my aunt Esther. She lives in New York City, but she still roots for the Pioneers. She said to say hello." "You say hello back from me," Owen said. "And you can give her this." He pulled off his cap. "That's all I've got, except for my shoes.

We're not saying 'no guns.' We are saying we want to regulate semi-automatic weapons and the accessories that make them fully automatic because fully automatic weapons are banned.

First Emma. Now Thad. Regin was sick and tired of non-evil vampiric creatures messing with her millennium's worth of scathing animosity for their species...

Prison, a social protection? What monstrous mind ever conceived such an idea? Just as well say that health can be promoted by a widespread contagion!

Sense and Sensibility signs litter Devon -- arrows with S & S on. Whenever Ang [Lee] sees a B & B sign he thinks it's for another movie.

I got a part in the film 'Emma' in which Gwyneth was playing the lead. She was going out with Brad Pitt at the time. I asked her if, with a name like Gwyneth, she had any Welsh connections. She wasn't terribly friendly.

I knit the afternoon away. I knit reasons for Elijah to come back. I knit apologies for Emma. I knit angry knots and slipped stitches for every mistake I ever made, and I knit wet, swollen stitches that look awful. I knit the sun down.

Emma Watson is adorable in the extreme. She is such a lovely person.

Emma must have looked ferocious at that point, for Callie shrank back in surprise, then scurried toward the front stairway like a field mouse with a cat on its tail. After