A girl likes to be crossed a little in love now and then. It is something to think of - Jane Austen

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A girl likes to be crossed a little in love now and then.
It is something to think of

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About Jane Austen

Jane Austen (December 16 1775 – July 18 1817) was an English novelist who recorded the domestic manners of the landed gentry. She is known for her classically understated style and sly, ironic humour.

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