#jan

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single girl in possession of her right mind must be in want of a decent man. ↗

— Alexandra Potter

#dating #jane-austen #love #single #truth

[Jane] Austen was not a novelist for nothing: she knew that our stories are what make us human, and that listening to someone else's stories -- entering into their feelings, validating their experiences -- is the highest way of acknowledging their humanity, the sweetest form of usefulness. ↗

— William Deresiewicz

#stories #experience

I would have taken Zeb, purely for entertainment value, but he had an actual date, with a real girl. That hadn't happened in a while, so I was a good friend and put my own needs second to the possibility of him actual sex with a real girl. ↗

— Molly Harper

#jane-jameson #molly-harper #nice-girls-don-t-have-fangs #sex #zeb

You gonna put on your big-girl panties and fight with the boys, now?” He looked over his shoulder as if he expected me to blush or something. “Who says I wear panties?” I was certain that he flushed red this time. Laughing, I left him shaking his head and went on inside to find the Kid. We had work to do. ↗

— Faith Hunter

#faith-hunter #funny #jane-yellowrock #smartass #faith

Sometimes when the poop hits the fan we should block it and run, sometimes we should haul off and knock it for a loop back at the spinning blades. Wisdom is knowing two things. One is which time is which. The other is that no matter what you do you're gonna get crap on your hand. ↗

— Faith Hunter

#faith

Faith is a question of eyesight; even the blind can see that. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#books #dejan-stojanovic #eyesight #faith #literature

Everyone has always said I look like Bailey, but I don't. I have grey eyes to her green, an oval face to her heart-shaped one, I'm shorter, scrawnier, paler, flatter, plainer, tamer. All we shared is a madhouse of curls that I imprison in a ponytail while she let hers rave like madness around her head. I don't sing in my sleep or eat the petals off flowers or run into the rain instead of out of it. I'm the unplugged-in one, the side-kick sister, tucked into a corner of her shadow. Boys followed her everywhere; they filled the booths at the restaurant where she waitressed, herded around her at the river. One day, I saw a boy come up behind her and pull a strand of her long hair I understood this- I felt the same way. In photographs of us together, she is always looking at the camera, and I am always looking at her. ↗

— Jandy Nelson

#family #grief #jandy-nelson #sister #the-sky-is-everywhere

How could a mother who boils water for pasta leave two little girls behind? ↗

— Jandy Nelson

#jandy-nelson #mother #pasta #the-sky-is-everywhere #family

Jane," I said quietly. She opened her eyes, she had been far away in prayer. "Yes, Mary? Forgive me, I was praying." "If you go on flirting with the king with those sickly little smiles, one of us Boleyns is going to scratch your eyes out. ↗

— Philippa Gregory

#henry-viii #jane-seymour #mary-boleyn #threat #forgiveness

My object then," replied Darcy, "was to show you, by every civility in my power, that I was not so mean as to resent the past; and I hoped to obtain your forgiveness, to lessen your ill opinion, by letting you see that your reproofs had been attended to. How soon any other wishes introduced themselves I can hardly tell, but I believe in about half an hour after I had seen you. ↗

— Jane Austen

#elizabeth-bennet #jane-austen #mr-darcy #pride-and-prejudice #forgiveness