Alice Kingsleigh: Time is a he?
White Queen: He is not someone you want as your enemy.
Alice Kingsleigh: Please, sir. The Hatter is in danger.
Time: Young lady, your time is up.
Mad Hatter: This cannot be good.
White Queen: Hatter's counting on you.
Cheshire Cat: We all are.
Tom Lefroy: Was I deficient in rapture?
Jane Austen: Inconsciousness.
Tom Lefroy: It was... It was accomplished.
Jane Austen: It was ironic.
Jane Austen: If I marry, I want it to be out of affection. Like my mother.
Mrs. Austen: And I have to dig my own damn potatoes.
Jane Austen: My characters shall have, after a little trouble, all that they desire.
Jane Austen: A novel must show how the world truly is, how characters genuinely think, how events actually occur. A novel should somehow reveal the true source of our actions.
Tom Lefroy: Miss Austen.
Jane Austen: Yes?
Tom Lefroy: Goodnight.
Jane Austen: Tell me about your lady, Mr. Lefroy. From where does she come?
Tom Lefroy: She's from County Wexford.
Jane Austen: Your own country. Excellent. What was it that won her? Your manner, smiles and pleasing address?
Lady Gresham: My nephew, Miss Austen, condescends far indeed in offering to the daughter of an obscure and impecunious clergyman.
Jane Austen: Impecunious? Your Ladyship is mistaken.
Lady Gresham: I am never mistaken.
Mrs. Radcliffe: Of what do you wish to write?
Jane Austen: Of the heart.
Mrs. Radcliffe: Do you know it?
Jane Austen: Not all of it.
Mrs. Radcliffe: Of what do you wish to write?
Jane Austen: Of the heart.
Mrs. Radcliffe: Do you know it?
Jane Austen: Not all of it.
Mrs. Radcliffe: In time, you will. But even if that fails, that's what the imagination is for.
Tom Lefroy: Was I deficient in propriety?
Jane Austen: Why did you do that?
Tom Lefroy: Couldn't waste all those expensive boxing lessons.
Tom Lefroy: What rules of conduct apply in this rural situation? We have been introduced, have we not?
Jane Austen: What value is there in an introduction when you cannot even remember my name? Indeed, can barely stay awake in my presence.
Tom Lefroy: I am yours. Heart and soul, I am yours. Much good that is.
Jane Austen: I will decide that.
Jane Austen: I have read your book. I have read your book and disapprove.
Tom Lefroy: Of course you do.
Cassandra Austen: You'll lose everything. Family, place. For what? A lifetime of drudgery on a pittance? A child every year and no means to lighten the load? How will you write, Jane?
Jane Austen: I do not know, but happiness is within my grasp and I cannot help myself.
Cassandra Austen: There is no sense in this.
Jane Austen: If you could have your Robert back, even like this, would you do it?
Jane Austen: This, by the way, is called a country dance, after the French, contredanse. Not because it is exhibited at an uncouth rural assembly with glutinous pies, execrable Madeira, and truly anarchic dancing.
Tom Lefroy: You judge the company severely, madam.
Jane Austen: I was describing what you'd be thinking.
Tom Lefroy: Allow me to think for myself.
Jane Austen: Gives me leave to do the same, sir, and come to a different conclusion.
Tom Lefroy: I... I depend entirely upon.
Jane Austen: Upon your Uncle. And I depend on you. So what will you do?
Tom Lefroy: What I must. I have a duty to my family, Jane. I must think of them as well as.
Jane Austen: Tom... Is that... Is that all you have to say to me?
Jane Austen: Goodbye, Mr. Lefroy.
Tom Lefroy: Miss? Miss? Miss.
Jane Austen: Austen.
Tom Lefroy: Mr. Lefroy.
Jane Austen: Yes, I know, but I am alone.
Tom Lefroy: Except for me.
Jane Austen: Exactly.
Jane Austen: You asked me a question. I am ready to give you an answer. But there is one matter to be settled. I cannot make you out, Mr Wisley. At times, you are the most gentlemanlike man I know and yet you would.
Mr. Wisley: "Yet." What a sad word.
