incandescently_happy

- How are you this evening, my dear?
          	- Very well... although I wish you would not call me "my dear."
          	- Why?
          	- Because it's what my father always calls my mother when he's cross about so mething
          	- What endearments am I allowed?
          	- Well let me think..."Lizzie" for every day, "My Pearl" for Sundays, and..."Goddess Divine"... but only on *very* special occasions. 
          	- And... what should I call you when I am cross? Mrs. Darcy...? 
          	- No! No. You may only call me "Mrs. Darcy"... when you are completely, and perfectly, and incandescently happy.
          	- Then how are you this evening... Mrs. Darcy? Mrs. Darcy... Mrs. Darcy... Mrs. Darcy... Mrs. Darcy! 
          	
          	Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice.

ItsjustLyn

I love this part! It’s one of my favourite scenes, it’s so sweet and just perfect. ✨
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incandescently_happy

- How are you this evening, my dear?
          - Very well... although I wish you would not call me "my dear."
          - Why?
          - Because it's what my father always calls my mother when he's cross about so mething
          - What endearments am I allowed?
          - Well let me think..."Lizzie" for every day, "My Pearl" for Sundays, and..."Goddess Divine"... but only on *very* special occasions. 
          - And... what should I call you when I am cross? Mrs. Darcy...? 
          - No! No. You may only call me "Mrs. Darcy"... when you are completely, and perfectly, and incandescently happy.
          - Then how are you this evening... Mrs. Darcy? Mrs. Darcy... Mrs. Darcy... Mrs. Darcy... Mrs. Darcy! 
          
          Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice.

ItsjustLyn

I love this part! It’s one of my favourite scenes, it’s so sweet and just perfect. ✨
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incandescently_happy

Так вот оно что! Значит, это участь всех людей, каждый человек для себя — один-единственный на свете. Один-единственный, сам по себе среди великого множества других людей, и всегда боится. Вот как сейчас. Ну закричишь, станешь звать на помощь — кому какое дело?
          
          Рей Бредбери. Вино из одуванчиков

incandescently_happy

— Я вообще животных люблю. Кто-то там кошек любит, или собак, а я всех люблю, без разбора. Людей только не люблю. Надоели. Носятся и бегают, орут друг на друга, суетятся, злые все какие-то.
          
          Курт Кабэйн