Over to the quoting:
'"Fred!' the nurse said, though they had never met. 'How are we today?'
Reading the nurse's name tag, Mr. Bennet replied with fake enthusiasm, 'Bernard! We're mourning the death of manners and the rise of overly familiar discourse. How are you?'"
"...when, passing again by their closed door, she heard female gasps that were unmistakably sexual in nature. She hurried out."
"'Oh my God.' Instead of shaking Ham's hand, Gretchen brought her own hand to her mouth; her face had dried of merriment."
A must-read? No. But enjoyable, oh yes. (I finished the 500 pages in two days.) I giggle and admire the perfect touch of airiness and balanced eloquency. In the same book, Elizabeth Bennett utters the word "pee" and her two younger sisters (the Bennett sisters make five) scream "Alabama hot pocket" at the charades they play (do not google that, you will mostly regret it). So it is modern, and Liz's father is a sarcastic poet when he speaks, perhaps my favourite part.