Caroline Bingley Quotes

It is amazing to me," said Bingley, "How young ladies can have patience to be so very accomplished as they all are." "All young ladies accomplished? My dear Charles, what do you mean?" "Yes, all of them, I think. They all paint tables, cover screens and net purses. I scarcely know any one who cannot do all this, and I am sure I never heard a young lady spoken of for the first time without being informed that she was very accomplished." "Your list of the common extent of accomplishments," said Darcy, "has too much truth. The word is applied to many a woman who deserves it no otherwise than by netting a purse or covering a screen. But I am very far from agreeing with you in your estimation of ladies in general. I cannot boast of knowing more than half a dozen, in the whole range of my acquaintance, that are really accomplished." "Nor I, I am sure." said Miss Bingley. "Then," observed Elizabeth, "you must comprehend a great deal in your idea of an accomplished woman." "Yes, I do comprehend a great deal in it." "Oh! certainly," cried his faithful assistant, "no one can really be esteemed accomplished who does not greatly surpass knowledge of music, singing, drawing, dancing, and the modern languages, to deserve the word; and besides all this, she must possess a certain something in her air and manner of walking, the tone of her voice, her address and expressions, or the word will be but half deserved." "All this she must possess," added Darcy, "and to all this she must yet add something more substantial, in the improvement of her mind by extensive reading." "I am no longer surprised at your knowing only six accomplished women. I rather wonder at your knowing any.

I should like balls infinitely better,' she replied, 'if they were carried on in a different manner; but there is something insufferably tedious in the usual process of such a meeting. It would surely be much more rational if conversation instead of dancing were made the order of they day.' 'Much more rational, my dear Caroline, I dare say, but it would not be near so much like a ball.

DO WHAT YOUR HEART tells you to do, and hope for the best had been Lou’s advice. Elizabeth found it ironic that her heart was telling her to murder Caroline Bingley and dispose of the body in the San Francisco Bay. “No, those floatation devices on her chest will keep her from sinking,” she murmured to herself as she steered her car toward Darcy’s place. “Better to give her the dirt nap.” Homicidal fantasies had filled her mind for the past twenty-four hours.

I know what courting is!” exclaimed Miss Bingley, outraged. “Are you being courted? How lovely, Miss Bingley, what is the gentleman's name?” asked Georgiana sweetly.

I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading - Caroline Bingley

How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book! - Caroline Bingley

I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! - Said by Caroline Bingley

I am afraid you do not like your pen. Let me mend it for you. I mend pens remarkably well." "Thank you -- but I can always mend my own." -- A dialogue between Caroline Bingley and Fitzwilliam Darcy.

Bingley suddenly realised that he had been taken in by a very cold woman. This seemingly angelic creature was no more caring than Caroline; she only hid it better under a genteel veneer of serenity and false compassion.

I have had enough of your attitude, Caroline,’ roared Bingley at the same time. After a moment of shocked silence, he moderated his voice. ‘This is my house and I decide who will be invited. Not only that, but I also decide who acts as my hostess.

If you would like to help with knitting, Miss Bingley,” Kitty Bennet suddenly piped up, “I am certain we can find more yarn! We can always use more scarves.” “I do not know how to knit,” Caroline said coldly. “What a pity,” Kitty said innocently.

Miss Bingley! The tradesman's daughter who is always presuming on my poor cousin's invitations to his friend? How interesting. My cousin has told me of you, Miss Bingley. You and that seminary that taught you how to catch husbands. Did they teach you anything else, such as how to greet your betters?

for your marrying beneath us.”               Mr Bingley was shocked at his daughter’s accusation.  “Caroline, our money comes from trade.  I worked hard, as did your grandfather and great grandfather.  We built our wealth from trade.  Jane

Rosings, Caroline Bingley was learning the difficult lesson that it was very hard to glide like a swan when you were being dragged out of the parlour by a cavalryman who thought shooting people was a better than average solution to many of life’s little inconveniences.

Thank you Mr. Bingley,” said Elizabeth, wondering not for the first time how he could be so very different to his sister. It was as if there had only been so much goodness in his family to go around, and he had laid claim to all of it.

Richard’s lips were dripping with blood, and he howled with laughter. “You had better come downstairs at once,” he said with a guffaw, very like his former self. “Elizabeth has just staked Caroline Bingley in the drawing room!

families had heard about the suicide of Caroline Bingley

If Bingley has not yet made his addresses,” he said, “he will not be able to for the foreseeable future.” “He will not?” “No. The Bennets are in mourning.” “Oh, thank God!” There were occasions when Caroline wished her sense would make a more determined effort to precede her sensibility.

Bingley shook his sister until she wobbled like a rag doll. “Caroline! Get control of yourself, for God’s sake!

You may as well save your breath to cool your porridge, Caroline,” said Bingley, proving he had expected her complaints as much as Darcy had. “No one in this room will agree with you about the Bennets.