Jane Austen by Peter Leithart

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Jane Austen had a rare literary gift to tell a story and a person with a glimpse of reality almost everyone can relish. He books, Pride and Prejudice, Sense and Sensibility, and Emma grip the heart of most every woman I know. This book is a brief telling of who this author was and the life that shaped her writings.

I selected this book to review with great anticipation. I truly enjoy Jane Austen's literary works and I thought it would be interesting to know more about her personally. She was quite the interesting character. Though I had quite a hard time with the style of the writer, I gleaned much knowledge and an even deeper admiration for Jane. It was amusing to see her letters to loved ones full of wit and chutzpah. I was also fascinated to see the intellectual male population that enjoyed her works. Her life ended far too soon, but you can see in this book that the life she was permitted was a life well lived. It was deeply encouraging to see her trust in God, even in her death. Get to know Jane Austen. We discover much about our own lives through the lives of others.

This book was provided for review by Thomas Nelson.

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Warren Baldwin said…
Neat review. I don't know that much about Jane Austen, so this review was helpful and created some interest.

I like this statement of yours and think it is very true: "Get to know Jane Austen. We discover much about our own lives through the lives of others."

Good post.
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