I am no indiscriminate novel reader. The mere trash of the common circulating library I hold in the highest contempt.


Fragment of a Novel Written by Jane Austen, January-March 1817 (ed. 1925)


I am no indiscriminate novel reader. The mere trash of the common circulating library I hold in the highest contempt.

I am no indiscriminate novel reader. The mere trash of the common circulating library I hold in the highest contempt.

I am no indiscriminate novel reader. The mere trash of the common circulating library I hold in the highest contempt.

I am no indiscriminate novel reader. The mere trash of the common circulating library I hold in the highest contempt.