There Is A Monsterous Deal

Beware How You Give Your Heart.

I Am Now Convinced That I Have Never Been Much In Love; For Had I Really Experienced That Pure And Elevating Passion, I Should At Present Detest His Very Name, And Wish Him All Manner Of Evil. But My Feelings Are Not Only Cordial Towards Him; They Are Even Impartial Towards Her. I Cannot Find Out That I Hate Her At All, Or That I Am In The Least Unwilling To Think Her A Very Good Sort Of Girl. There Can Be No Love In All This.

If You Were To Give Me Forty Such Men, I Never Could Be So Happy As You. Till I Have Your Disposition, Your Goodness, I Never Can Have Your Happiness. No, No, Let Me Shift For Myself; And, Perhaps, If I Have Very Good Luck, I May Meet With Another Mr. Collins In Time.

Happiness In Marriage Is Entirely A Matter Of Chance. If The Dispositions Of The Parties Are Ever So Well Known To Each Other Or Ever So Similar Beforehand, It Does Not Advance Their Felicity In The Least. They Always Continue To Grow Sufficiently Unlike Afterwards To Have Their Share Of Vexation; And It Is Better To Know As Little As Possible Of The Defects Of The Person With Whom You Are To Pass Your Life.

Good Apple Pies Are A Considerable Part Of Our Domestic Happiness.