How ill I have written. I begin to hate myself. Auteur: Jane Austen Copy Quote More from Jane Austen “It does not come to me in quite so direct a line as that; it takes a bend or tw…” “It was not in her nature, however, to increase her vexations by dwelling on the…” “My dear Mr. Bennet," replied his wife, "how can you be so tiresome! You must kn…” “I can feel no sentiment of approbation inferior to love.”