"In vain I have struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you." (Pride and Prejudice)
"The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid." (Northanger Abbey)
"I always deserve the best treatment because I never put up with any other." (Emma)
"Life seems but a quick succession of busy nothings." (Mansfield Park)
"My idea of good company...is the company of clever, well-informed people, who have a great deal of conversation; that is what I call good company.' 'You are mistaken,' said he gently, 'that is not good company, that is the best." (Persuasion)
"Follies and nonsense, whims and inconsistencies do divert me, I own, and I laugh at them whenever I can." (Pride and Prejudice)
In theory, being married to a man who quotes Jane Austen should be wonderful. However, over the last few weeks my husband has assuaged me of this notion. Mr Wrath has latched on to a particularly amusing -- in his estimate -- quote and utters it every chance he gets:
"I have not the pleasure of understanding you. Of what are you talking?"
On the one hand, my husband is a genius for employing this phrase. He knows I love Austen. He knows that it's best to diffuse a tense situation (ie the practicalities of him building a fence vs. my desire to see a pretty fence when I glance out the kitchen window) with good humour.
On the other hand, it's bad enough knowing that the Austen hero I most closely resemble is Elinor Dashwood. But to be cast as Mrs Bennet by my own spouse? It's too much. It is as if he takes delight in vexing me. Has he no compassion for my poor nerves? Oh, how I suffer.