Pride and Prejudice

I am an English major through and through, and I've managed, somehow, to squeak by all these years without reading Pride and Prejudice. I know, I know – it's sacrilege. I wish I hadn't been so angsty and resistant in college (or even high school), because I would have found out that my sense of humor is extremely Victorian. Who would have thought? I wasn't expecting Pride and Prejudice to be such a delight. Elizabeth is perfectly and properly strong-minded and defiant; Mr. Darcy is so brooding and cranky. There was humor and social critique that I wasn't expecting, as well as unexpected twists and turns in the plot. It looks like I have some catching up to do where all Victorian novels are concerned.