Old Soul

I hate you so much I would destroy myself to take you down with me. 

“Do not consider me now as an elegant female, intending to play you, but as a rational creature, speaking the truth from her heart.”

Mr. Darcy? I could more easily forgive his vanity had he not wounded mine. But no matter. I doubt we shall ever speak again.

Maybe it’s because I find it hard to forgive the follies and vices of others, or their offenses against me. My good opinion once lost is lost forever.

If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed. But one word from you will silence me for ever. lf, however, your feelings have changed…