“Elizabeth was astounded, and immediately colored."Put down those damn crayons and look at me!" Darcy commanded.”
“Elizabeth: "Your balls, Mr. Darcy?"Darcy: "They belong to you, Miss Bennett.”
“If truth were a crayon and it was up to me to put a wrapper on it and name it's color, I know just what I would call it-dinosaur skin.”
“Artists are just children who refuse to put down their crayons.”
“Mr. Darcy began to feel the danger of paying Elizabeth too much attention.”
“There is one Psyche for every Eros, an Elizabeth for every Darcy, and an Abby for every Travis.”