Elizabeth to Mr. Darcy: "Now be sincere ..."

Now be sincere; did you admire me for my impertinence?’

‘For the liveliness of your mind, I did.’ 

‘You may as well call it impertinence at once. It was veryl little less. The fact is, that you were sick of civility, of deference, of officious attention. You were disgusted with the women who were always speaking, and looking, and thinking for YOUR approbation alone. I roused, and interested you, because I was so unlike THEM. Had you not been really amiable, you would have hated me for it; but in spite of the pains you took to disguise yourself, your feelings were always noble and just; and in your heart, you thoroughly despised the persons who so assiduously courted you. There—I have saved you the trouble of accounting for it; and really, all things considered, I begin to think it perfectly reasonable. To be sure, you knew no actual good of me—but nobody thinks of THAT when they fall in love.’

Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy
Pride and Prejudice