In almost every paragraph there are sentences that make me smile, chuckle, or laugh out loud. Sometimes it's the whole paragraph!
(This is pretty long; the moderator may want to delete it, but there is so much that is wonderful that I couldn't clip any more -- sorry!)
Mr. Collins to Elizabeth:
"I would advise you merely to put on whatever of your clothes is superior to the rest -- there is no occasion for anything more."
Narrator, about Elizabeth:
"She had heard nothing of Lady Catherine that spoke her awful from any extraordinary talents or miraculous virtue, and the mere stateliness of money and rank she thought she could witness without trepidation."
Narrator, about Elizabeth:
"…and as Mrs. Collins had settled it with her husband that the office of introduction should be hers, it was performed in a proper manner, without any of those apologies and thanks which he would have thought necessary."
Narrator, about Lady Catherine:
"She was not rendered formidable by silence…"
Narrator, about Mr. Collins:
"…he took his seat at the bottom of the table, by her ladyship's desire, and looked as if he felt that life could furnish nothing greater."
Narrator, during dinner:
"Elizabeth was ready to speak whenever there was an opening, but she was seated between Charlotte and Miss De Bourgh -- the former of whom was engaged in listening to Lady Catherine, and the latter said not a word to her all dinner-time. Mrs. Jenkinson was chiefly employed in watching how little Miss De Bourgh ate, pressing her to try some other dish, and fearing she were indisposed. Maria thought speaking out of the question, and the gentlemen did nothing but eat and admire."
Narrator, after dinner:
"…there was little to be done but to hear Lady Catherine talk, which she did without any intermission till coffee came in…"
Lady Catherine, in conversation with Elizabeth:
"Upon my word," said her ladyship, "you give your opinion very decidedly for so young a person."
Narrator, after conversation between Lady C and Elizabeth:
"Lady Catherine seemed quite astonished at not receiving a direct answer; and Elizabeth suspected herself to be the first creature who had ever dared to trifle with so much dignified impertinence."
Narrator, after dinner:
"…as Miss De Bourgh chose to play at cassino, the two girls had the honour of assisting Mrs. Jenkinson to make up her party. Their table was superlatively stupid. Scarcely a syllable was uttered that did not relate to the game, except when Mrs. Jenkinson expressed her fears of Miss De Bourgh's being too hot or too cold, or having too much or too little light … Sir William did not say much. He was storing his memory with anecdotes and noble names."
Narrator, end of chapter:
"The party then gathered round the fire to hear Lady Catherine determine what weather they were to have on the morrow … As soon as they had driven from the door, Elizabeth was called on by her cousin to give her opinion of all that she had seen at Rosings, which, for Charlotte's sake, she made more favourable than it really was. But her commendation, though costing her some trouble, could by no means satisfy Mr. Collins, and he was very soon obliged to take her ladyship's praise into his own hands."
Jane Austen had such a gift! Is it any wonder we love her?