Dear god, my life must sound surpassingly dull. I add—not that this will do anything to mitigate that impression—“Rereading Pride and Prejudice for the twentieth time.” It feels like an apt novel to accompany me into my new job, and as I enjoy Elizabeth’s and Darcy’s feinting and parrying, I’ve found myself wondering what Jane Austen would have made of our era’s matchmakers.
Jane Austen used yet again as a personality trait
