EMMA by Jane Austen // Emma for all her beauty, charm and wit is not quite cupid. She’s what would happen if Aphrodite or Venus had read the cards wrong. Her slow and sleepy little village is the target of her golden arrow, where she attempts to unite hearts that very much don’t belong together. But she does it with a nonchalant assurance that makes you almost believe she’s right. That’s what sees her lazily lying here, propped up on her elbows, basking in the sun and her own misplaced confidence that she’s set love to rights.