Barbara Stanwyck and Robert Taylor in Venice, Italy - Summer 1950.
I just don’t understand why it isn’t socially acceptable to stay in bed all day long and watch lame romantic comedies and drink coffee and read books in your underwear. Whoever established all these “get a job, be successful” conventions really needs a serious beating. I didn’t sign the terms and conditions for this shit.
You are mistaken, Mr. Darcy. The mode of your declaration merely spared me any concern I might have felt in refusing you, had you behaved in a more gentleman-like manner. You could not have made me the offer of your hand in any possible way that would have tempt me to accept it. From the very first moments of our acquaintance, I was impressed by your arrogance, your conceit, and your selfish disdain for the feelings of others. I had not known you a month before I felt you were the last man in the world whom I could possibly marry.
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Elizabeth Bennet (Jennifer Ehle) to Mr. Darcy (Colin Firth) (via goingonce) |



