Putting aside My Penguin Osbert, Snow, and Cinderella Penguin, I’ve probably read Pride and Prejudice the highest number of times.
I have never been big on re-reading books, though it has grown on me a bit as I’ve gotten older. There’s something about Jane Austen’s novels that makes them worthy of reading over and over again. There have been times in my life, one of which was very recent, during which every book that I pick up is incapable of catching my interest, but Austen’s books are able to hold my attention during those times.
Whenever I’m sad or feeling down or stressed out, Jane Austen novels are the only books that are guaranteed to hold my attention. It is a bit funny that when I’m not emotionally distressed, Austen novels are sometimes incapable of keeping me interested. I guess they’re a bit like a friend you only go to when you’re upset.* When my dog died last month** I reread Pride and Prejudice and Persuasion because I couldn’t focus on anything else. I’ve had 8 or 9 library books for over a month now. I keep renewing them, thinking I’ll read them.
*I don’t really have any of these friends, but I’ve been that friend before. Makes me feel a little bad for the books, but I think it’s okay because they’re not sentient.
**I can’t believe she’s been gone nearly a month. I really miss my Ellie.