Source: fearisforthewinter“I have faults enough, but they are not, I hope, of understanding. My temper I dare not vouch for. It is, I believe, too little yielding— certainly too little for the convenience of the world. I cannot forget the follies and vices of other so soon as I ought, nor their offenses against myself. My feelings are not puffed about with every attempt to move them. My temper would perhaps be called resentful. My good opinion once lost, is lost forever.”
I’m pretty sure this is an unpopular opinion among the diehard Austenites, but Matthew Macfadyen really is my Darcy. As much as I love the Firth, I just think Matthew is so great in this. HIS LITTLE SMILE OK.