I was of course discussing the book of Leviticus. I don't know why your mind is so filthy these days, Bingley.

I didn't say what kind of book. You have a foul mind Bingley."
"Don't mock me on my sister's wedding day!"
"I mocked you on yours; I hardly see how this is as bad," was Darcy's reply.

... Miss Bingley was left to the satisfaction of having forced him to say what gave no one any pain but herself.

I don't want your duty kisses. They taste bitter

Failure is but the longer road to triumph.

She is tolerable; but not handsome enough to tempt me; I am in no humour at present to give consequence to young ladies who are slighted by other men. You had better return to your partner and enjoy her smiles, for you are wasting your time with me.