The inimitable First Friday Book Group at the library where I work discussed
Persuasion by
Jane Austen today. I really loved this book, and the discussion, of course, made it even more enjoyable.

There is something so rewarding about being a part of a group with a mutual love of literature...then finding that you all enjoyed the same novel--you cheered in the same parts, despised the same character and dog-eared the same one-line zingers! So, happy birthday to our three-month-old book club. Here's to many more!
However, for some reason, after such rich discussions, I find it difficult to later do the reviews here. It just doesn't feel as good to write from only my perspective after getting everyone else's! Suffice it to say, the book was typical Jane Austen--romantic, witty, socially relevant. But there was definitely more social commentary in this one, which was interesting. I also found many of the characteristics of the heroine, Anne Elliot, made her quite relatable (at least to my introverted self), and I will likely be reading Persuasion again and again.
So, here are some of my favorite quotes (sorry, there are a lot). And don't miss the quick links at the end!
Anne, with an elegance of mind and sweetness of character, which must have placed her high with any people of real understanding, was nobody with either father or sister: her word had no weight; her convenience was always to give way;-she was only Anne.
She had been forced into prudence in her youth, she learned romance as she grew older-the natural sequel of an unnatural beginning.
There is hardly any personal defect...which an agreeable manner might not gradually reconcile one to.
She could only resolve to avoid such self-delusion in future, and think with heightened gratitude of the extraordinary blessing of having one such truly sympathising friend.
Husbands and wives generally understand when opposition will be in vain.
It was the misfortune of poetry, to be seldom safely enjoyed by those who enjoyed it completely; and that the strong feelings which alone could estimate it truly, were the very feelings which ought to taste it but sparingly.
One man's ways may be as good as another's, but we all like our own best.
How she might have felt, had there been no Captain Wentworth in the case, was not worth enquiry; for there was a Captain Wentworth: and be the conclusion of the present suspense good or bad, her affection would be his for ever.
Your countenance perfectly informs me that you were in company last night with the person, whom you think the most agreeable in the world, the person who interests you at this present time, more than all the rest of the world put together.
There could be only a most proper alacrity, a most obliging compliance for public view; and smiles reined in and spirits dancing in private rapture.
It is something for a woman to be assured, in her eight-and-twentieth year, that she has not lost one charm of earlier youth.
Meanwhile...
Congratulations to one of my library school professors!
And a Sydney Bristow-ish librarian shows how to catch a thief...(and, after clicking, scroll down for developments on the Bush presidential library)