Sir Walter Elliot

"Vanity was the beginning and the end of Sir Walter Elliot's character; vanity of person and of situation." - Throughout all of this novel Sir Elliot is too hung up on what he doesn't have and that he comes from a distinguished family, to see what harm he is causing the family. He is that one that uproots everyone, sending them to Bath, because of his gambling debts. Sir Walter cares for no one that was not born with good looks and into money. It is sad because when he looks in the mirror everyday, which is quite a bit, he does not see what kind of a vain man he has become since his wife died.

Anne Elliot Quote

She was persuaded that under every disadvantage of disapprobation at home, and every anxiety attending his profession, all their probable fears, delays, and disappointments, she should yet have been a happier woman in maintaining the engagement, than she had been in the sacrifice of it; and this, she fully believed, had the usual share, had even more than the usual share of all such solicitudes and suspense been theirs, without reference to the actual results of their case, which, as it happened, would have bestowed earlier prosperity than could be reasonably calculated on. - This quote shows why Anne was persuaded against marrying Captain Wentworth. In their day the only way the women could make it in the world was if they made a decent marriage. But unfortunately the Captain was not at all wealthy when he asked for her hand in marriage the first time. Lady Russell was the one who persuaded Anne, but she was only looking out for the wellbeing of her godchild. What is so unfortunate is that she split up two people that were totally in love.

Captain Wentworth Quote

"A man does not recover from such a devotion of the heart to such a woman! He ought not; he does not." - In this quote Captain Wentworth is supposed to be talking about his friend that lost his fiance, but behind all of that he is really talking about himself. It is so beautiful the way Austen writes this and shows that both character knows what the other is meaning but they are not yet ready to talk about it. A slight blush here and there gives this part in the book so much innocence, an innocence that you barely ever find in books nowadays. But it also shows a love that is so pure and true that you cannot help but express your emotions aloud while reading it. I feel it also shows a different side to Austen, where she is always empowering the women in her novels to be great heroines, but she is also showing that men to have hearts as well.

Freedom

Do my ears deceive me? Do these people send poisonous messages of falsehood into my ears? Nay, it must be true. Oh, please God let it be true! Only moments before I received news that the marriage between Frederick and Louisa was not to be. Then was that really jealousy he showed at the concert a fortnight ago? Or, like he said, he stormed from the hall because there was nothing on the program that was to his liking?

It warms my very soul to imagine him still being in love with me. My heart skips a beat each time I remember that secret look he gave me, a look that I have not seen in eight years. It was the look he used to bestow upon me each time he whispered the words so caressingly in my ear - I love you.

In less than an hours time I am to be in his company once again. This time I will show him. I will show what I have kept hidden deep within me for so long. I will tell him my feelings that never left but have only been suppressed. And I will give him the love that has been caged like a bird for these many years, ready to stretch its wings and be set free. I, am ready to be free.

15 Things of Randomness

1) I have a green thumb. My garden is my sanctuary filled with quiet peace.
2) At seven and twenty years of age, I have past my prime.
3) My hearts breaking is my own fault.
4) I have a sweet and kind disposition. I am sincere in every possible way.
5) I find joy in walking on untrodden paths. The things on the way have only been seen only through my eyes, no one else's.
6) I write when I am too meek and shy to speak up. I write when I feel alone and I am in someplace foreign that is not my home.
7) Reading is my escape haven. I am allowed to let my imagination roam free throughout me.
8) I wear the pants in the family. While my father and sister are too concerned about what to wear, I have to take charge of all household details.
9) I have subtle humor that is lurking on the surface ready to pounce.
10) My fingers take control and turn sounds into extraordinary music.
11) When I was young, I was outgoing and always cheerful. But as I have matured, I have become reserved - not the talker but the listener.
12) I wouldn't trade living at my home for any other place in the world.
13) Ever since my mother died I have been shunned by both my father and my older sister. I know I am not like either of them, and for that I am glad of.
14) The country boast spectacular scenery, nature, and life. It is almost so pure that you would be a fool to tell a lie while in it. While the city holds filth, gossip, and crowds.
15) I do not wear as flamboyant clothes as the rest in my family, for I would not like to have my dress overshadow my mind.

Five Things To My Liking

-Fire:
The fire is the guide for my hand, with its help, I am now strong enough to stand. Silent, not vocal. Good - Bad. Love - Hate. Foreign - Local. I write with its light.



-Wind:
The wind sends messages to me. Gently whispering through the trees. It gives me warning signs that are yet to happen in time. And it pushes me forward, forward when the sun refuses to shine.




-The Pianoforte:
While the couples waltz together to the music I play, across the land of black and white my fingers stray.



-The Earth:
The ground beneath my feet crunch as I tread the desolate path. No set destination in mind. Just the heart leading me to it's true mate so that they may combined, for they have been separated over time.




-The Sea:
I look down at the pure water and see the reflection of a woman who has found herself. I found myself by the sea.

At Waters Edge

As I walked along the beach with the tide coming in, I saw all chances at love wash out into the the sea. I watched as the gulls swarmed over and picked at my hopes and dreams. I felt the rain freeze the heat that had just began to warm my icy skin. The raging wind knocked down the walls that I had built around me. I was left standing at the cold waters edge vulnerable and stripped bare.

The news was brought to me today, and although I am not all together surprised, I am just crushed to hear it. Captain Frederick Wentworth, the man I have compared every other to (and all having come up short) is to marry Louisa Musgrove. But what was I to expect? That he would come back after eight years of separation, the past forgiven, and swear to me his undying love? No, it is not what i ever expected, but what i secretly wished.

I stand her with a broken heart. The rain gently weeping for me. For I will have to journey back to the rest of the group, journey back to him. My tears I save for my pillow and the darkness, never to let another see. I am not mad or jealous, but only frustrated with myself not choosing love when I have the chance. A smile I shall wear for all to see, but a crushed heart I shall carry alone.

The Meeting

That was it. It is all over now. A bow. A curtsie. And a brief flicker of eye contact. We have meet once again. The worst is over. For eight years I have imagined the scene of us meeting once again over and over in my head. We have been in the same room and in each other's company. The worst is over. In less than two minutes, you are gone. We are less than strangers, not ready to acknowledge the past. But I shall never be able to forget it. Oh Fredrick, the agonies we have suffered! How could two people so begotten with love, grow so far apart?

You have not forgiven me. I saw it in the cold look in your eyes that was raging deep from your soul. If only you knew. Oh if only you knew the hours I have spent walking, the nights I have spent crying, and the wishes I have made just for you. I was young and blindly persuaded against happiness, against love, against you. But now eight years have past and we both have grown and matured. Although it is too late, I now have what I lacked before- firmness of character. I have rid myself of my timidity and feebleness of purpose. I am now a woman of seven and twenty that knows her own mind. But if only you knew what is in her heart.