The Honey Pot

theotherausten:

rose-papillon:

That moment when Elinor finds out that Edward is not married and she’s so happy that she freaks the fuck out.

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"I am excessively fond of a cottage; there is always so much comfort, so much elegance about them. And I protest, if I had any money to spare, I should buy a little land and build one myself, within a short distance of London, where I might drive myself down at any time, and collect a few friends about me, and be happy. I advise everybody who is going to build, to build a cottage. My friend Lord Courtland came to me the other day on purpose to ask my advice, and laid before me three different plans of Bonomi’s. I was to decide on the best of them. ‘My dear Courtland,’ said I, immediately throwing them all into the fire, ‘do not adopt either of them, but by all means build a cottage.’ And that, I fancy, will be the end of it.
   ”Some people imagine that there can be no accommodations, no space in a cottage; but this is all a mistake. I was last month at my friend Elliott’s near Dartford. Lady Elliott wished to give a dance. ‘But how can it be done?’ said she; ‘my dear Ferrars, do tell me how it is to be managed. There is not a room in this cottage that will hold ten couple, and where can the supper be?”” I immediately saw that there could be no difficulty in it, so I said, ‘My dear Lady Elliott, do not be uneasy. The dining parlour will admit eighteen couple with ease; card-tables may be placed in the drawing-room; the library may be open for tea and other refreshments; and let the supper be set out in the saloon.’ Lady Elliott was delighted with the thought. We measured the dining-room, and found it would hold exactly eighteen couple, and the affair was arranged precisely after my plan. So that in fact, you see, if people do but know how to set about it, every comfort may be as well enjoyed in a cottage as in the most spacious dwelling.”

   Elinor agreed to it all, for she did not think he deserved the compliment of rational opposition
-Sense and Sensibility

"I am excessively fond of a cottage; there is always so much comfort, so much elegance about them. And I protest, if I had any money to spare, I should buy a little land and build one myself, within a short distance of London, where I might drive myself down at any time, and collect a few friends about me, and be happy. I advise everybody who is going to build, to build a cottage. My friend Lord Courtland came to me the other day on purpose to ask my advice, and laid before me three different plans of Bonomi’s. I was to decide on the best of them. ‘My dear Courtland,’ said I, immediately throwing them all into the fire, ‘do not adopt either of them, but by all means build a cottage.’ And that, I fancy, will be the end of it.

   ”Some people imagine that there can be no accommodations, no space in a cottage; but this is all a mistake. I was last month at my friend Elliott’s near Dartford. Lady Elliott wished to give a dance. ‘But how can it be done?’ said she; ‘my dear Ferrars, do tell me how it is to be managed. There is not a room in this cottage that will hold ten couple, and where can the supper be?”” I immediately saw that there could be no difficulty in it, so I said, ‘My dear Lady Elliott, do not be uneasy. The dining parlour will admit eighteen couple with ease; card-tables may be placed in the drawing-room; the library may be open for tea and other refreshments; and let the supper be set out in the saloon.’ Lady Elliott was delighted with the thought. We measured the dining-room, and found it would hold exactly eighteen couple, and the affair was arranged precisely after my plan. So that in fact, you see, if people do but know how to set about it, every comfort may be as well enjoyed in a cottage as in the most spacious dwelling.”

   Elinor agreed to it all, for she did not think he deserved the compliment of rational opposition
-Sense and Sensibility

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You are: Marianne Dashwood
You marry: Charles Bingley
You’re jilted by: Mr. Elliot
Your rival: Caroline Bingley
Your BFF: Eleanore Tilney
You’re disowned by: Lady Dalrymple

I had to close my eyes because I was trying to cheat BIG TIME.

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"What have wealth or grandeur to do with happiness?"
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masterpieceofass:

what i made jane for her 236 birthday.

<3 the important gif works are being done.

vega-ofthe-lyre:

“If I were a brother instead of a sister, I would fight Willoughby and kill him with my sword.”“Well, then, it’s a good job you’re not, for I would hate to see you hanged for murder.”

SENSE &amp; SENSIBILITY (2008)


Margaret Dashwood is just one of the baddest asses that ever assed.

vega-ofthe-lyre:

“If I were a brother instead of a sister, I would fight Willoughby and kill him with my sword.”
“Well, then, it’s a good job you’re not, for I would hate to see you hanged for murder.”

SENSE & SENSIBILITY (2008)

Margaret Dashwood is just one of the baddest asses that ever assed.

Margaret Dashwood is just one of the baddest asses that ever assed.

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Margaret Dashwood is just one of the baddest asses that ever assed.

Margaret Dashwood is just one of the baddest asses that ever assed.

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Kill him with my sword.
thatwetshirt:

Me too Margaret. Me too.

Kill him with my sword.

thatwetshirt:

Me too Margaret. Me too.

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