I could not find any evidence that her circumstances had harmed Jane Austen's work in the slightest. That, perhaps, was the chief miracle about it. Here was a woman about the year 1800 writing without hate, without bitterness, without fear, without protest, without preaching. Her mind consumed all impediments.

I am like a folk painter. Paint and move ahead.

This day is not yours 
,but your day will come 
Never give up

Struggle is the pedal to success
And handlebar of it , is the way
So, focus more, in the direction 
Than on peddling ✍

Written By Enoke

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