Margaret: He must like you very much.
Marianne: It is not just for me. It is for all of us.
Marianne, can you play something else? Mamma has been weeping since breakfast. I meant something less mournful dearest.Elinor Dashwood
Mrs. Dashwood: Reduced to the condition of visitor in my own home. It is not to be borne Elinor.
Elinor Dashwood: But consider Mamma, we have nowhere to go.
Mrs. Dashwood: John and Fanny will be arriving from London at any moment. Do you expect me to be here to welcome them? Vultures.
Fanny: They're all exceedingly spoilt I find. Miss Margaret spends all her time up trees and under furniture and I've barely had a civil word from Marianne.
Edward Ferrars: My dear Fanny, they've just lost their father. Their lives will never be the same again.
Thomas: I fetched those beef fillets for you ma'am.
Mrs. Dashwood: It was far less expensive in Exeter. Besides, it's for Marianne.
Mrs. Dashwood: Surely you're not going to deprive us of beef as well as sugar.
Elinor Dashwood: There is nothing under 10 pence a pound we must economise.
Mrs. Dashwood: Do you want us to starve?
Elinor Dashwood: No. Just not to eat beef.
Ah, there you are Pooter. Still alive I see.Mrs Jennings
Marianne: Sir John, might I play your pianoforte?
Sir John Middleton: Yes, yes. Of course. We do not stand upon ceremony here.
Mrs. Dashwood: You must miss him Elinor.
Elinor Dashwood: We are not engaged Mamma.
Mrs. Dashwood: But he loves you dearest, of that I am sure.
Elinor Dashwood: I am by no means assured of his regard and even were he to feel such a preference I think we should both be very foolish to assume that there would not be many obstacles to his marrying a woman of no rank who cannot afford to buy sugar.
Mrs. Dashwood: But Elinor, your heart must tell you...
Elinor Dashwood: In such a case it is perhaps better to use one's head.
If I do not have the three of you married before michaelmas, it will not be my fault.Mrs Jennings
Elinor Dashwood: I do not attempt to deny that I think very highly of him - that I greatly esteem him... I like him.
Marianne: Esteem him? Like him? Use those insipid words again and I shall leave the room this instant.
We were talking of London, ma'am, and all its diversions.Lucy