6.07.2006

Bronte Makes My Knees Go Weak

Now this is good writing:

"Arraigned at my own bar, Memory having given her evidence of the hopes, wishes, sentiments I had been cherishing since last night--of the general state of mind in which I had indulged for nearly a fortnight past; Reason having come forward and told, in her own quiet way a plain, unvarnished tale, showing how I had rejected the real, and rabidly devoured the ideal;--I pronounced judgment to this effect:-

That a greater fool than Jane Eyre had never breathed the breath of life; that a more fantastic idiot had never surfeited herself on sweet lies, and swallowed poison as if it were nectar."

Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte (Ch. 16)

2 comments:

Liz said...

To be honest, I've never cared for the Bronte sisters... a bit too weepy for me. Not sure how I can think that and still love Austen, but Donald Miller was right- girls want to see Pride and Prejudice on your shelf!
Hope you're well, talk to you soon.

Court said...

LOVE IT!!!