You have five hundred a year. From who? Five hundred what? No one knows. No one cares. You have it. It’s yours. Every year. All five hundred of it.

How To Tell If You Are In A Jane Austen Novel | Mallory Ortberg (via miss-zarves)

Also: “A woman who hates you is playing the pianoforte.”

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