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“Henry, who is in every other respect exactly what a brother should be, who loves me, consults me, confides in me, and will talk to me by the hour together, has never yet turned the page in a letter; and very often it is nothing more than, "Dear Mary, I am just arrived. Bath seems full, and every thing as usual. Your's sincerely.' That is the true manly style; that is a complete brother's letter.”

Quote by Jane Austen

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Mansfield Park

Mansfield Park is a novel by Jane Austen, published in 1814. The story revolves around the protagonist Fanny Price and her experiences within the wealthy and complex Bertram family. Set in the early 19th century, the novel explores themes of social status, moral integrity, and the limitations placed on women during that time. Austen's wit and keen observation of human nature are evident throughout the narrative. more

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Jane Austen
Jane Austen

Jane Austen, born on December 16, 1775, and died on July 18, 1817, was a renowned English novelist of the 19th century. Known for her exquisite psychological portrayals and satirical humor, Austen's works mainly revolve around rural life in England, depicting the customs and interpersonal relationships of the time. Her representative works include 'Pride and Prejudice' and 'Sense and Sensibility'. more

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