Elizabeth Bennet: I wonder whoever discovered the power of poetry in driving away love?
Mr. Darcy: I had always thought of poetry as the food of love
Elizabeth Bennet: Of a fine stout love it may, but if it is only a vague inclination I'm convinced one poor sonnet will kill it stone dead
Mr. Darcy: So what do you reccomend, to encourage affection?
Elizabeth Bennet: Dancing, even if one's partner is only tolerable.
Mr. Darcy: I had always thought of poetry as the food of love
Elizabeth Bennet: Of a fine stout love it may, but if it is only a vague inclination I'm convinced one poor sonnet will kill it stone dead
Mr. Darcy: So what do you reccomend, to encourage affection?
Elizabeth Bennet: Dancing, even if one's partner is only tolerable.
(later)
Mr. Darcy: May I have the next dance, Miss Elizabeth?
Elizabeth Bennet: You may.
Elizabeth Bennet: You may.
(From Pride and prejudice)
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