Jane Austen Love Quotations

Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love.

There is safety in reserve, but no attraction. One cannot love a reserved person.

If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.

A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.

The more I know of the world, the more I am convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can really love.

Is not general incivility the very essence of love?

One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering.

Beware how you give your heart.

The evil of the actual disparity in their ages (and Mr. Woodhouse had not married early) was much increased by his constitution and habits; for having been a valetudinarian all his life, without activity of mind or body, he was a much older man in ways than in years; and though everywhere beloved for the friendliness of his heart and his amiable temper, his talents could not have recommended him at any time.

How much I love every thing that is decided and open!

I pay very little regard...to what any young person says on the subject of marriage. If they profess a disinclination for it, I only set it down that they have not yet seen the right person.

Lady Sondes' match surprises, but does not offend me; had her first marriage been of affection, or had their been a grown-updaughter, I should not have forgiven her; but I consider everybody as having a right to marry once in their lives for love, if they can.

My heart is, and always will be, yours.

We are all fools in love

I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.

You are mistaken, Mr. Darcy, if you suppose that the mode of your declaration affected me in any other way, than as it spared the concern which I might have felt in refusing you, had you behaved in a more gentlemanlike manner." (Elizabeth Bennett)

You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope...I have loved none but you.

In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.

I cannot think well of a man who sports with any woman's feelings; and there may often be a great deal more suffered than a stander-by can judge of.

The enthusiasm of a woman's love is even beyond the biographer's.

Perhaps it is our imperfections that make us so perfect for one another.

There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.

But when a young lady is to be a heroine, the perverseness of forty surrounding families cannot prevent her. Something must and will happen to throw a hero in her way.

It was absolutely necessary to interrupt him now.

Is there not something wanted, Miss Price, in our language - a something between compliments and - and love - to suit the sort of friendly acquaintance we have had together?