Late night... [Locked from Lana and Jake]
It's been quite some time since I've felt so insomniac. I wonder, will anyone else still be up?
Regardless, I've been reading Sense and Sensibility over again, it's quite good. I just finished, actually. Looking up at the clock, I hadn't realized it was so late. I may as well reflect a bit. My favorite of the Dashwood sisters has always been Elinor. Her propriety (the titular sensibility) as well as her ability to feel emotions deeply while also containing them, had always appealed to me. And yet, in the end, she learns that she may only find happiness by showing her emotions as well, by letting her true heart shine through. Curious to think that a novel of such depth and subtlety was written by a girl of only nineteen. Austen was an exceptional girl, though.
The separation between emotion and reason has been written about countless times before, of course, but it's still worthwhile to get perspectives on it. My own opinion is probably clear to anyone who's met me - though it rarely does, even for me, reason ought to win out over emotion. Perhaps I, too, could learn the lessons that Elinor learned from her sister. Although I don't suppose it would do me any good this evening. Reason is obviously not what is keeping me awake tonight.
Curiously, despite preferring Elinor over her sister, I prefer Colonel Brandon to Edward Ferrars. Perhaps we never do forgive the men who take away our youthful crushes, even if they may be literary in nature.
Regardless, I've been reading Sense and Sensibility over again, it's quite good. I just finished, actually. Looking up at the clock, I hadn't realized it was so late. I may as well reflect a bit. My favorite of the Dashwood sisters has always been Elinor. Her propriety (the titular sensibility) as well as her ability to feel emotions deeply while also containing them, had always appealed to me. And yet, in the end, she learns that she may only find happiness by showing her emotions as well, by letting her true heart shine through. Curious to think that a novel of such depth and subtlety was written by a girl of only nineteen. Austen was an exceptional girl, though.
The separation between emotion and reason has been written about countless times before, of course, but it's still worthwhile to get perspectives on it. My own opinion is probably clear to anyone who's met me - though it rarely does, even for me, reason ought to win out over emotion. Perhaps I, too, could learn the lessons that Elinor learned from her sister. Although I don't suppose it would do me any good this evening. Reason is obviously not what is keeping me awake tonight.
Curiously, despite preferring Elinor over her sister, I prefer Colonel Brandon to Edward Ferrars. Perhaps we never do forgive the men who take away our youthful crushes, even if they may be literary in nature.