"A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony, in a moment...."
Geeze why oh why do i have these lady-ish thoughts. It just gets a little too much at times.
Detachment may be a simpler option? But how do i know its simpler? Shit i hate it.
Even slightly remotely hoping to have a Mr Darcy of my very own is increasingly becoming harder and harder.
But if there is one, then he know's, i think.
"If he had been wavering before, as to what he should do, which had often seemed likely, the advice and entreaty of so near a relation might settle every doubt, and determine him at once to be as happy, as dignity unblemished could make him" Elizabeth Bennett about Mr Darcy.