Emma Woodhouse, handsome, clever, and rich, with a comfortable home and happy disposition, seemed to unite some of the best blessings of existence; and had lived nearly twenty-one years in the world with very little to distress or vex her. She could knock out a century of lifetime, a smile never faded on that face.

We often assign joy and wholesome moments to family or relationships, which is not true. Emma never needed anyone she had Harper the hamster, running in the wheel munching on cabbage crumbs. An ideal life and she chose to be alone but never lonely.