Jarvis: Sir… Ms Potts isn’t answering….
Look at his face when he hears that…
He loves her. <3
Elizabeth: I wonder who first discovered the power of poetry in driving away love?
Darcy: I thought that poetry was the food of love
Elizabeth: Of a fine, stout love, it may but if it is only a vague inclination… I’m convinced one poor sonnet will kill it stone dead
Darcy: So what do you recommend to encourage affection?
Elizabeth: Dancing… Even if one’s partner is barely tolerable
-Pride and Prejudice
Why are you leaving me?
He wrote, I do not know how to live.
I do not know either, but I am trying.
I do not know how to try.
There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them, and let them hurt me.
