+50 JANE AUSTEN Quotes – Inspirational about life and love!

One word from you will silence me forever.

In nine out of ten cases, a woman should show more affection than she feels.

There is nothing I wouldn’t do for those who are truly my friends. I have no notion of loving people half-heartedly, it is not my nature.

Do not consider me now as an elegant woman who tries to infect you, but as a rational creature who tells the truth from her heart.

The worst crimes are crimes of the heart.

There are as many forms of love as there are moments in time.

My heart is, and always will be, yours.

Her heart whispered that he had done it for her.

Our scars let us know that our past was real.

A lady’s imagination is very quick; she jumps from admiration to love and from love to marriage in a moment.

Maybe it’s our imperfections that make us so perfect for each other.

The more I know about the world, the more I am convinced that I will never see a man I can truly love.

I wish, like everyone else, to be perfectly happy; But, like everyone else, it must be my way.

Women’s imagination causes us to conceive too many illusions regarding men.

The more I see of the world, the more I am dissatisfied with it.

I must learn to be content with being happier than I deserve.

A mind that is alive and at ease cannot see anything, it cannot see anything that it does not want.

As a general rule I deduce that if a woman doubts whether or not she should accept a man, she should definitely reject him.

There is stubbornness in me that can never bear to be frightened by the will of others. My value always rises with every attempt to intimidate me.

Men have the power to choose, women to reject.

A woman, especially, if she has the misfortune to know something, should hide it as well as she can.

Far be it from me, dear sister, to despise such pleasures. They will undoubtedly be typical of the character of almost all women. But I confess that I’m not attracted to them. I much prefer a book.

Let no one presume to know how to translate the feelings of a young woman when obtaining the security of a love so that she barely dared to hold out hope.

All the books talk about women being unstable, of course, they are all written by men.

There is no charm equal to the tenderness of the heart.

Only the deepest love would persuade me to marry, so I will end up a spinster.

I didn’t think anyone could deserve you, but it seems I was wrong.

Nerves have been my constant companions for twenty years.

Pride is more related to our opinion of ourselves: vanity, with what we would like others to think of us.

I must tell you that she has bewitched me body and soul, and I love her.

Better go back to your partner and enjoy his smile, you’re wasting your time with me.

Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who care don’t matter and those who do matter don’t care.

The whole world is good and pleasing in your eyes.

Happiness in marriage depends entirely on luck.

He doesn’t care that she doesn’t have money, he has enough for both of them.

You can’t make me happy and I am certain that I am the last woman in the world who could make you happy.

I would like to know who discovered the power of poetry to kill love.

And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I couldn’t find a language to describe them.

Distance is nothing when you have a reason.

My good opinion, once lost, is lost forever.

Rarely, very rarely, does the complete truth belong to any human revelation; It can rarely happen that something is not a little disguised, or a little wrong.

Silly things stop being silly when they are done daringly by people with sensitivity.

Don’t dare say that a man forgets more quickly than a woman, that his love dies sooner.

You tear my soul apart. I am between agony and hope.

The person, whether gentleman or lady, who takes no pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.

When the pain ends, the memory that remains is transformed into pleasure.

The worst evil of an indecisive and weak character is that it can never be counted on entirely.

You do not love a place less because you have suffered in it, unless it had been marked by suffering all along.

“There is rarely a personal defect,” replied Ana, “that sympathy does not make us forget little by little.”

Facts or opinions that have to pass through the mouths of so many can be distorted by some fool, and the ignorance that may exist elsewhere contributes to the fact that very little of the truth remains.