What more can one say about Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice that hasn’t already been written?

After all, it was first published on Jan. 28, 1813, in London by T. Egerton of Whitehall. Not many books sustain that kind of lifespan; where people are still choosing to read a book that is more than 200 years old.

But that’s just what I did. Well, I actually listened to it. I know I’ve read it before. I have a vague feeling it was back in high school. What I was supposed to be learning at that time, well, I have no idea.

I have not seen the movie, but I might add it to my watch list.

This book is a definite classic worth revisiting if it’s a been a while, a must if you haven’t turned these pages before so you may become acquainted with Elizabeth Bennett, her family and the misunderstood Mr. Darcy.

Many of Austen’s female characters are strong and independent. They are not merely submissive to men as the time period might dictate. That’s what is so delightful about this book—the strength of the characters, which leads to the unpredictability of the story.

Austen has a way with words to bring you into the fold, to make you care, to make you wonder what the outcome will be.

Even if you know the story, the writing is worth revisiting. This is a book that will inevitably be worth reading centuries from now.