Sense and Sensibility1995

Mrs. Dashwood:
Why so grave? You disapprove her choice?

Marianne:
By no means. Edward is very amiable.

Mrs. Dashwood:
Amiable? But?

Marianne:
There is something wanting. He's too sedate. His reading last night...

Mrs. Dashwood:
Elinor has not your feelings. His reserve suits her.

Marianne:
Can he love her? Can the soul be really be satisfied with such polite affections? To love is to burn - to be on fire, like Juliet or Guinervere or Heloise...

Mrs. Dashwood:
They made rather pathetic ends, dear.

Marianne:
Pathetic? To die for love? How can you say so? What could be more glorious?

Mrs. Dashwood:
I think that would be taking your romantic sensibilities a little far.