" However little known the feelings or views of such a man may be on his first entering a neighbourhood, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the surrounding families, that he is considered as the rightful property of some one or other of their daughters."
And so gentle readers it began. Today is a very special day. On January 28th, 2013 we celebrate the 200th anniversary of the publication of Jane Austen's "Pride and Prejudice".
I am not sure when I fell victim to the P&P mystique but I strongly suspect it had something to do with Colin Firth's portrayal of Austen's Mr. Darcy. Since then I've listened, read and watched several renditions of Jane's book. And loved each and every delicious moment.
“Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us.
“I have faults enough, but they are not, I hope, of understanding. My temper I dare not vouch for. It is, I believe, too little yielding— certainly too little for the convenience of the world. I cannot forget the follies and vices of other so soon as I ought, nor their offenses against myself. My feelings are not puffed about with every attempt to move them. My temper would perhaps be called resentful. My good opinion once lost, is lost forever.”
And so... today I am celebrating. I rise early, pack lunches and send every one out the door. I will assemble my threads, fabrics, needles and thimble. I will clip the crusts off my cucumbers sandwiches and sip tea.
I have the 1995 BBC miniseries on DVD (with Colin Firth of course). Let the Pride and Prejudice marathon begin!