Persuasion, by Jane Austen is a delightful book and I enjoy it dearly. Like most Austen, it is cute beyond comparison and the last sets of pages are so enticing that I imagine had I been reading it when the fire alarms started going off, I would not be here today, as it would have kept me fixated in place.#

I do not, however, feel it prudent to quote much or point out what in particular I enjoyed from the book. This is both because I do not wish to give away the story and because as a whole it is simply marvelous and by pin-pointing a particular portion I would unnecessarily demean those unquoted portions.#

One comment I do have is that romance has indeed changed a great deal since Austen's day. It hard to characterize the temper with which people marry in her stories. On the one hand, you have people that seem to engage after knowing one another for barely two weeks, then at the other end there are those who engage within a month of re-meeting after spending many years on ill terms. Yet, as they are depicted, their love is true. This leads one to wonder if the idea that the increase interaction in modern times of man and woman are a detriment to their ability to love and share true happiness. (Most often put forth in arguments against premarital conjugation and cohabitation.)#

Regardless of such incoherencies, the book was a wonderful companion during sick, cold nights over the last few days and I highly recommend it to a lover of fine words or a lover of the idea of love herself.#