I write without any intention of paining you, or humbling myself, by dwelling on wishes, which, for the happiness of both, cannot be too soon forgotten; and the effort which the formation and the perusal of must occasion should have been spared, had not my character required it to be written and read. You must, therefore, pardon the freedom with which I demand your attention; your feelings, I know, will bestow it unwillingly, but I demand it of your justice.
~The letter
~Pride and Prejudice
YOU ARE READING
Life.
PoetryThis isn't a story. Just a compilation of my favorites! All the credits to respective people.
