It’s been 200 years since Jane Austen’s most famous novel of the English literature - “Pride and Prejudice” – was published on 28 January 1813.

It’s been 200 years since Jane Austen’s most famous novel of the English literature - “Pride and Prejudice” – was published on 28 January 1813.

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LOOOVE<3 <3 <3

currently coveting: every singe one of penguin's twenty-nine classics

currently coveting: every singe one of penguin's twenty-nine classics

The next issue of The Write Life Mag is the Jane Austen issue! Here's a Guide to Pride and Prejudice [Infographic] to get you in the mood. www.thewritelifestyle.com

The next issue of The Write Life Mag is the Jane Austen issue! Here's a Guide to Pride and Prejudice [Infographic] to get you in the mood. www.thewritelifestyle.com

Quiet Days in Clichy

Quiet Days in Clichy

"The one claim I shall make for my own sex is that we love longest, when all hope is gone." -Anne Elliot

Brock Illustrations of Jane Austen Books

"The one claim I shall make for my own sex is that we love longest, when all hope is gone." -Anne Elliot

#janeausten #joewright #fanart

#janeausten #joewright #fanart

Book3 - a book at least 100 years older than me. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

Book3 - a book at least 100 years older than me. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

PRAIA MAR

PRAIA MAR

"You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight and a half years ago. Dare not say that a man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant."

Persuasion (Penguin Classics)

"You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight and a half years ago. Dare not say that a man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant."

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