I don’t think we talk enough about how Elinor Dashwood consistently mocks and belittles Marianne and does not really stop until Marianne has been thoroughly humiliated by outside circumstances.
They love each other but Elinor has clearly had it up to here with her sister.
They love each other but Elinor has clearly had it up to here with her sister.
Even when Elinor does stop outright making fun of Marianne, her interior monologue varies between snide and sympathetic. And she gets extremely lectury by the end, when, in a sense, she and her view of the world have won.
This is such a moonscape of a book. I love it.
This is such a moonscape of a book. I love it.
Edward you damp tea cozy didn’t your mother ever teach you how to treat scissors 
The entire first half of Sense and Sensibility is a monkey’s paw and the entire second half is the fingers curling slowly inward
One of my favorite concluding paragraphs in all of literature. “Among other things, it’s pretty great these people could live in close proximity without trying to kill each other.” Hashtag romance hashtag happy ending
