Persuasion - Jane Austen

We are all familiar with author Jane Austen and her popular novel Pride and Prejudice, which has been produced into movies and series several times.
However, Jane Austen wrote several books and I decided to read one I randomly found on the shelves of the bookstore.
Persuasion is Austen's last completed book and was actually published after her death.

In this novel she talks about love, the misunderstanding and the regret for being forced to separate from the one you love without your own will. However, life is unpredictable and when those two meet again things take a different turn.
It was beautiful to see how realistic the portrayal of these characters and their situations were.
Austen has this magic touch to transfer you in the period of that time, expect you to be involved in the story and remind you how beautiful mutual love is.

Take a look at a small portion of some of the beautiful moments of this book:

'A man does not recover from such a devotion of the heart to such a woman. He ought not; be does not.'

'Everybody's heart is open, you know, when they have recently escaped from severe pain, or are recovering the blessing of health...'

'My idea of good company, Mr. Elliot, is the company of clever, well-informed people, who have a great deal of conversation; that is what I call good company.'

You are mistaken', said he gently, 'that is not good company; that is the best. Good company requires only birth, education, and manners and with regard to education is not very nice. Birth and good manners are essential; but a little learning is by no means a dangerous thing in good company; oon the contrary, it will do very well.'

Captain Wentworth expresses his love to Anne, through a letter:

'I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. 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, either eight years and a half ago. Dare not say that 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 Ihave been, but never inconstant. You alone have bought me to Bath. For you alone, I think and plan. Have you not seen this? Can you fail to have understood my wishes? I had not waited even these ten days, could I have read your feelings, as I think you must have presented mine. I can hardly write. I am every instant hearing something which empowers me. You sink your voice, but I can distinguish the tones of that voice when they would be lost on others. Too good, too excellent creature! You do us justice, indeed. You do believe that there is true attachment and constancy among me. Believe it to be most fervent, most undeviating, in.'

Frederick Wentworth

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