Kitobdan iqtiboslar  She Stoops to Conquer

The torture of my situation is my only excuse.
Fikr bildirish
You know my hasty temper, and should not exasperate it.
Fikr bildirish
Your fan, muff, and gloves, madam. The horses are waiting.
Fikr bildirish
He seems strangely puzzled now himself, methinks.
Fikr bildirish
I'll still preserve the character in which I STOOPED TO CONQUER
Fikr bildirish
Your partiality in my favour, my dear, touches me most sensibly: and were I to live for myself alone, I could easily fix my choice. But I owe too much to the opinion of the world, too much to the authority of a father; so that—I can scarcely speak it—it affects me. Farewell.
Fikr bildirish
I hope, sir, I have done nothing to disoblige you. I'm sure I should be sorry to affront any gentleman who has been so polite, and said so many civil things to me. I'm sure I should be sorry (pretending to cry) if he left the family upon my account. I'm sure I should be sorry if people said anything amiss, since I have no fortune but my character.
Fikr bildirish
I don't know what you'd have more, unless you'd have the poor devil soused in a beer-barrel.
Fikr bildirish
I hope you think so?
Fikr bildirish
I no longer know my own house. It's turned all topsy-turvy.
Fikr bildirish