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Becoming Jane

Becoming Jane

Happiness in marriage is entirely a matter of chance. If the dispositions of the parties are ever so well known to each other or ever so similar beforehand, it does not advance their felicity in the least. They always continue to grow sufficiently unlike afterwards to have their share of vexation; and it is better to know as little as possible of the defects of the person with whom you are to pass your life. ― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

that is the question.

that is the question.

what would jane do?

it’s the question that i find i am constantly asking myself.

like i’m waiting for her approval of who i am as a person.

i am no emma, no catherine, no elinor.

but i might be an elizabeth.

somewhere, deep down.

i’d like to hope, anyway.


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