Sense and Sensibility

by Jane Austen

“A woman of seven and twenty,” said Marianne, after pausing a moment, “can never hope to feel or inspire affection again, and if her home be uncomfortable, or her fortune small, I can suppose that she might bring herself to submit to the offices of a nurse, for the sake of the provision and security of a wife.

I died at this. I was a single teacher at 27. Pretty sure a lot of my family felt this way.

no poverty of any kind, except of conversation, appeared—but there, the deficiency was considerable.

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