Who wouldn't love that face?

Who wouldn't love that face?

So here's the thing.  Some people don't like Jane Austen.  As a rule, I wouldn't really mind that, because I'm not the kind of person who needs everyone to agree with him, but I kind of really need everyone to agree with me that Jane Austen is the best thing in the world.  Mostly because of all the anti-Austen opinions I've ever read, the most common complaint, by far, is that her books are boring.  False.  Patently, hilariously, stupidly false.  I've actually concluded that people who don't like Jane Austen probably can't actually read.  And since December 16th is her birthday, I shall here and now school you all on the lovely Jane's intense awesomeness.


Because if you can read, and you picked up Pride and Prejudice, how could you not be interested in Mr. Bennet's quip, "You mistake me, my dear. I have a high respect for your nerves. They are my old friends. I have heard you mention them with consideration these twenty years at least."  That's gold!

Who can read Emma Woodhouse's hilariously snarky blunder, "Ah! ma'am, but there may be a difficulty. Pardon me, but you will be limited as to number--only three at once."  And not literally lol?  She's so ridiculously self-satisfied that she becomes a bitch!

And the dry wit of Sense and Sensibility, "It is not everyone,' said Elinor, 'who has your passion for dead leaves."  So great.  Point being, Jane Austen rules, and you (if you don't love Jane Austen) drool.  Full stop.


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