What makes 'Jane Eyre' radical for its time is that it assumes that women have a complex interior the equal of men's, rather than merely being superficial exteriors defined by their beauty alone.
on Jane Eyre (1847), Charlotte Bronte
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𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟷, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺,
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
[ID: July 1. Too tired. END ID]
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-The diaries of Franz Kafka, 1910-1913
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Wind and storm coloured July.
Virginia Woolf, The Waves
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My professor said, “you don’t truly love someone until they’ve hurt you and you still think of them as the greatest person you’ve ever met. Love is a violent act.”
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Actual People (2021) by Kit Zauhar
Book title: The First Bad Man (2015) by Miranda July
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"July is excitement, it is awaited, July is a longing for something I'm not yet aware of, July is a calling, it is an awakening."
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It’s summer now, and you’re craving a simpler existence. You want to read. You want to write.
Caleb Azumah Nelson, Open Water
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You're 15, and you're angry, and you don't know what to do with yourself. Summers have lost warmth and now are just scorching. You sit idle with a bundle of schoolwork.
Someone yells your name and you can hardly respond because who are you? Are you all that your name contains? Are you more? Are you less? You feel less.
You grit your teeth in anger when someone tells you to clean up your room and you think that the world has changed so what do they know about the new world? Wouldn't you be the one who knows better now?
You're 15 and everybody is your enemy, and you put on mascara only to cry it off behind a shut bathroom door. You're too young. You're so old. Life seems to be ending before it has begun.
Your friends save you. You think no one loves you. Your mom is your biggest supporter. You hate her the most. There is no way the two of you could ever get each other, Not in the lifetime. She knows you like someone before you do.
You're 15. You've lost all hope. You're also falling in love, and what is love if not hope holding the hand of Patience in a death grip?
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One of Shelley's most significant contributions to the Gothic genre is her ability to expand on the stock themes of persecution, threat, and monstrous hauntings into a more sophisticated exploration of one of the key Romantic preoccupations of the period: the alienated individual in the modern world.
Frankenstein (1818), Mary Shelley --- Early Gothic
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"Finally, in a low whisper, he said, 'I think I might be a terrible person.' For a split second I believed him- I thought he was about to confess a crime, maybe a murder. Then I realised that we all think we might be terrible people. But we only reveal this before asking someone to love us. It is a kind of undressing."
Miranda July, The First Bad Man
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I dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms as with clamps, and I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more
—Franz Kafka, The Castle
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