#bennet

She'd proven to be one of the most aggravating people I'd ever met. Unfortunately for me, she was also the best sex I'd ever had. Fuck, he'd better never get that far. I wasn't sure I knew where to hide a body around here. ↗

— Christina Lauren

#humour #beauty

It is always easy to question the judgement of others in matters of which we may be imperfectly informed. ↗

— P.D. James

#elizabeth-bennet #jane-austen #death

I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look, or the words which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew it had begun. ↗

— Amanda Grange

#love

Shortly after you left the room, Bushell came over and spoke to your father. I was not near enough to hear what he said, but Maria Lucas told me afterwards that he had been -' (she smiled) 'amazingly impertinent.' 'Peter actually spoke to Papa?' 'He did. According to Maria, he had the impudence to criticise Mr Bennet for his treatment of you. I must say it gives me the most favourable idea of his character. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#cute #honor #jane-austen #love #mary-bennet

Peter.' It was the first time I had used his name. 'You heard me sing tonight, did you not?' 'Yes, love.' The endearment took my breath away - made me forget what I meant to say. I stood there with but one thought: He must care about me. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#love #lovely #mary-bennet #peter-bushell #pride-and-prejudice

I lost the letter in rather embarrassing circumstances. We were to dine at Parramatta Government House that same evening, and Peter had come in early from harvesting the wheat, sitting down in all his dirt to read the precious missive. I sat beside him, fresh from my bath. And so handsome did my husband look, long legs sprawled in Dungaree trousers and frowning over my father's spiky hand, that I could not resist reaching out to smooth away the frown. He caught my hand to his lips, still reading, and then chancing to look up, and reading my face more swiftly than he would ever read the written word, pulled me onto his lap. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#jennifer-paynter #love #mary-bennet #peter-bushell #pride-and-prejudice

Nobody can tell what I suffer! But it is always so. Those who do not complain are never pitied. ↗

— Jane Austen

#histrionics #hysterics #irony #mrs-bennett #suffering

William Bennett is my patron saint, one of them. Redd Foxx is another. ↗

— Kinky Friedman

#bennett #patron #patron saint #saint #them

Arnold Bennett was a writer I admired. He was actually taking notes at his father's deathbed. ↗

— Hugh Leonard

#admired #arnold #bennett #deathbed #father

And with regard to the resentment of his family, or the indignation of the world, if the former were excited by his marrying me, it would not give me one moment's concern-- and the world in general would have too much sense to join in the scorn. ↗

— Jane Austen

#elizabeth-bennet #jane-austen #family