I have had all these things to say and unfortunately have had NO TIME this week to post! So, I shall try to make up for it.

First of all, thank you to you all for making my first GR an extremely enjoyable experience. I was quite delighted and only wish I had more time this week to write.

Okay, here is just a random sampling of favorite parts, thoughts, notes, etc.

"Consciousness of the story"
I love how Jane writes, knowing she is writing. It would bother me if that was the only way she wrote, but it is wonderful for a change and especially effective in this novel, being a parody on novels :)

Ch. 3 - Henry brags about his bargain muslin. How often do we do the same?
"I love your shirt!"
"Oh, I got it on clearance for $5.00!"

I cannot get Lucy Steele's image out of my mind whenever I see the words Isabella Thorpe. I suppose it is the adjective "smart."

Ch. 9 - Mrs. Allen questions Catherine, And I hope you have had a pleasant airing?
What is she, laundry? :)

Ch. 10 - Isabella smiled incredulously (at Catherine) -- the ONLY time I feel even remotely connected to Isabella. (*pleads* Wake up Catherine!!)

Ch. 10 - Our beloved Henry: Not those who bring such fresh feelings of every sort to it as you do.

I love the double meaning! 1) Catherine brings fresh feelings of her own because she has never been there (to Bath), but... 2) She also brings fresh feelings in others (ie. HENRY!!) to Bath because she has never been there for others to see. *romantic sigh*

Ch. 11 - JT - For I heard Henry hallooing...

Henry "hallooing?" Can you imagine such a thing?! One pictures Tigger.... Honestly! Henry hallooing....

Ch. 15 - It was no effort to Catherine to believe that Henry Tilney could never be wrong.

*grinning from ear to ear* I love this line!! (Incidentally, to you participants in the Captain Tilney debate, which I have watched with great interest, this is what I say when I find myself criticizing CT's actions; if Henry can pass them over, I must be able to!)

Ch. 15 - Oh, dear! There are a great many people like me, I dare say, only a great deal better.

What a lovely quote! And what a world we might have if everyone had Catherine's truly unaffected modesty.

Ch. 17 - Catherine applies for her parents' permission to fo to NA, and they consent. This indulgence, though not more than Catherine had hoped for, completed her conviction of being favoured beyond every other human creature [...]

What I love about Catherine is that she is so REAL. How many of us have not felt the same way about something so exciting working out for us? Here is another example of the very real Catherine...

Ch. 21 - Catherine had no leisure for speech, being at once blushing, tying her gown, and forming wise resolutions with the most violent dispatch. [emph. added]

Bravo Catherine! We've all done the same: a blush for the past and a promise for the future. Well done indeed.

And now we have... Speaking At Cross-Purposes: Quite Possibly My Favorite Part of the Book (another Sign of Smittenhood)...

Ch. 22 - Eleanor is telling Catherine about the late Mrs. Tilney and how her absence has affected herself.
Eleanor: It is a great and increasing [loss...] I have no sister, you know; and though Henry--though my brothers are very affectionate, and Henry is a great deal here, which I am most thankful for, it is impossible for me not to be often solitary. I.E. I would not be so lonely were my mother here.

But dear Miss Morland hears only the words regarding a *cerain* young man, and consequently replies:

To be sure, you must miss him very much. [bold added]

Yes, she has "it" bad.... :)

Catherine's misplaced logic: Ch. 23 - Eleanor - "I was going to take you into what was my mother's room, the room in which she died--" were all her words; but few as they were, they conveyed pages of intelligence to Catherine. [emph. added]

Catherine has an unusual kind of intelligence; she sees things that aren't there but misses the things that are ;) Funny how her suspicion in one area (the General) is her undoing, but her lack of suspicion in another (IT and JT) is what hurts her....

Ch. 24 - "Good God! [...] How came you up that staircase?"

I literally laugh out loud every time I read this...

Ch. 30 - He steadily refused to accompany his father into Herefordshire, [...] and as steadily declared his intention of offering her his hand. The general was furious in his anger, and they parted in dreadful disagreement. Henry, in an agitation of mind which many solitary hours were required to compose, had returned almost instantly to Woodston, and, on the afternoon of the following day, had begun his journey to Fullerton.

*swoon* I love Henry. I love the NA, the Woodston, the Fullerton Henry better than the Bath Henry. Not that he is bad in Bath, but he is "just" entertaining and agreeable. It is at Northanger, at Woodston, and at Fullerton where we see that his playfulness and wit are indeed tempered by a sense of right and wrong and a serious and determined mind. And he is so good to Catherine; he will make her the best husband.

Ch. 31 - Henry returned to what was now his only home, [...] and Catherine remained at Fullerton to cry.

That Jane; what a sense of humor.

Ch. 31 - And what better way to end this work than with this tongue-in-cheek remark: I leave it to be settled, by whomsoever it may concern, whether the tendency of this work be
altogether to recommend parental tyranny, or reward filial disobedience.