i'm off track this semester so in between catching up on laundry and looking for a job (in this jobless town) i decided to read some of the classics (and re-read and maybe even re-re-read.) you see- i can't think of anything in the past few years that i've read that's made me feel the way pride and prejudice or jane eyre does, truly. so here is the list, including but not limited to:
1. pride and prejudice 2. alice in wonderland 3. gone with the wind 4. little woman 5. the three musketeers 6. the great Gatsby
i already started pride and prejudice... oh that book...
"my dear mr. bennett," said his lady to him one day, "have you heard that netherfield park is let at last?"
mr bennett replied that he had not.
"but it is," returned she; "for mrs. long had just been here, and she told me all about it."
mr. bennet made no answer.
"do you know want to know who has taken it?" cried his wife impatiently.
"you want to tell me, and i have no objection to hearing it."
this was invitation enough.