Quotes from The Complete Novels

Jane Austen ·  1344 pages

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“Every thing was safe enough and she smiled over the many anxious feelings she had wasted on the subject.”
― Jane Austen, quote from The Complete Novels


“––Querida, no pienses en cosas tristes. Tengamos esperanzas en cosas mejores. Animémonos con la idea de que puedo sobrevivirte.”
― Jane Austen, quote from The Complete Novels


“I do not like the studied air and artificial inflexions of voice which your very popular and most admired preachers generally have. A simple delivery is much better calculated to inspire devotion, and shows a much better taste.”
― Jane Austen, quote from The Complete Novels


“Men have had every advantage of us in telling their own story.”
― Jane Austen, quote from The Complete Novels


“the ladies, young or old. There is no resisting a cockade,”
― Jane Austen, quote from The Complete Novels



“A lady’s imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony, in a moment.”
― Jane Austen, quote from The Complete Novels


“home, they could go directly to their own room, where hartshorn”
― Jane Austen, quote from The Complete Novels


“soon will happen. But two advantages will”
― Jane Austen, quote from The Complete Novels


“In revolving these matters, while she undressed, it suddenly struck her as not unlikely, that she might that morning have passed near the very spot of this unfortunate woman’s confinement—might have been within a few paces of the cell in which she languished out her days; for what part of the Abbey could be more fitted for the purpose than that which yet bore the traces of monastic division?”
― Jane Austen, quote from The Complete Novels


About the author

Jane Austen
Born place: in Steventon Rectory, Hampshire, England
Born date December 16, 1775
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