“She was the sun of my life, the gilder of every pleasure, the soother of every sorrow, I had not a thought concealed from her, and it is as if I had lost a part of myself.” — Cassandra Austen Copy Share Image
“She was the sun of my life, the gilder of every pleasure, the soother of every sorrow, I had not a thought concealed from… — Cassandra Austen Copy Share Image
