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ardentlyinlovedarcy · 5 months
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praisingshane · 7 months
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Hugh Dancy icons
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ft. some halloween icons
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villetteulogy · 5 months
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‘[…] had I really loved, could I have sacrificed my feelings to vanity, to avarice? — or, what is more, could I have sacrificed hers? — But I have done it. To avoid a comparative poverty, which her affection and society would have deprived of all its horrors, I have, by raising myself to affluence, lost every thing that could make it a blessing.’ Sense and Sensibility, Chapter 9, Vol. III.
I can’t believe Jane Austen predicted snowbaird 210 years ago!!
‘[…] she loved him. She’d said so last night in the song. Even more, she trusted him. Although, if he ditched her in the woods to claw out an existence alone, no doubt she would consider that a breach of faith. He had to think of just the right way to break the news. But what would that be? “I love you deeply, but I love officers’ school more?” That wasn’t going to go over well. And he did love her! He did! It was just that, only a few hours into his new life in the wilderness, he knew he hated it.’ The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes, Chapter 30
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bethanydelleman · 9 months
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So many people judge Elinor Dashwood for accepting Willoughby's "apology" (it's really just a sob story where he throws every female in his life under the bus), but she doesn't really forgive him AND she is in a very delicate emotional state and dead tired when it happens. For a full defense, I've taken the quotes that show what Elinor is thinking during Chapter 44-46 of Sense & Sensibility. (This is really long)
He arrives right after Elinor is finally assured that Marianne is going to live, after some very trying moments where Mrs. Jennings was predicting that her sister would die. She is waiting for her mother to arrive, and then he walks in. Her emotional state is intense:
Never in her life had Elinor found it so difficult to be calm, as at that moment. The knowledge of what her mother must be feeling as the carriage stopt at the door—of her doubt—her dread—perhaps her despair!—and of what she had to tell!—with such knowledge it was impossible to be calm.
She is not happy to see him, she only barely agrees to hear him out, she is mostly pissed, "Miss Dashwood, at this point, turning her eyes on him with the most angry contempt" And this is Elinor! Who usually controls her expression of feelings.
Elinor remains pretty annoyed with him throughout:
“I have,” returned Elinor, colouring likewise, and hardening her heart anew against any compassion for him, “I have heard it all. And how you will explain away any part of your guilt in that dreadful business, I confess is beyond my comprehension.”
But as Willoughby goes on, Elinor wavers:
Elinor’s heart, which had undergone many changes in the course of this extraordinary conversation, was now softened again
“You are very wrong, Mr. Willoughby, very blamable,” said Elinor, while her voice, in spite of herself, betrayed her compassionate emotion
She does agree that his explanation at least makes him a slightly better person, but her language is hedged, a lot:
“Yes, you have certainly removed something—a little. You have proved yourself, on the whole, less faulty than I had believed you. You have proved your heart less wicked, much less wicked. But I hardly know—the misery that you have inflicted—I hardly know what could have made it worse.”
And even when she is admitting this, she's going over in her head what could have made him such a terrible person:
Elinor made no answer. Her thoughts were silently fixed on the irreparable injury which too early an independence and its consequent habits of idleness, dissipation, and luxury, had made in the mind, the character, the happiness, of a man who, to every advantage of person and talents, united a disposition naturally open and honest, and a feeling, affectionate temper. The world had made him extravagant and vain—Extravagance and vanity had made him cold-hearted and selfish. Vanity, while seeking its own guilty triumph at the expense of another, had involved him in a real attachment, which extravagance, or at least its offspring, necessity, had required to be sacrificed. Each faulty propensity in leading him to evil, had led him likewise to punishment. The attachment, from which against honour, against feeling, against every better interest he had outwardly torn himself, now, when no longer allowable, governed every thought; and the connection, for the sake of which he had, with little scruple, left her sister to misery, was likely to prove a source of unhappiness to himself of a far more incurable nature.
Now we have the ending:
He held out his hand. She could not refuse to give him hers;—he pressed it with affection. “And you do think something better of me than you did?” said he, letting it fall, and leaning against the mantel-piece as if forgetting he was to go. Elinor assured him that she did;—that she forgave, pitied, wished him well—was even interested in his happiness—and added some gentle counsel as to the behaviour most likely to promote it.
So she ends the conversation/whine fest with a lecture on how Willoughby could improve himself! This may be a great example of Christian forgiveness, but she certainly doesn't think he is a good person.
Now Elinor is alone and she reflects on how his charm overcomes her knowledge of his faults:
Willoughby, he, whom only half an hour ago she had abhorred as the most worthless of men, Willoughby, in spite of all his faults, excited a degree of commiseration for the sufferings produced by them, which made her think of him as now separated for ever from her family, with a tenderness, a regret, rather in proportion, as she soon acknowledged within herself—to his wishes than to his merits. She felt that his influence over her mind was heightened by circumstances which ought not in reason to have weight; by that person of uncommon attraction, that open, affectionate, and lively manner which it was no merit to possess; and by that still ardent love for Marianne, which it was not even innocent to indulge. But she felt that it was so, long, long before she could feel his influence less.
and slightly later:
But the rest, which one night entirely sleepless, and many hours of the most wearing anxiety seemed to make requisite, was kept off by irritation of spirits. Willoughby, “poor Willoughby,” as she now allowed herself to call him, was constantly in her thoughts; she would not but have heard his vindication for the world, and now blamed, now acquitted herself for having judged him so harshly before. But her promise of relating it to her sister was invariably painful. She dreaded the performance of it, dreaded what its effect on Marianne might be; doubted whether after such an explanation she could ever be happy with another; and for a moment wished Willoughby a widower. Then, remembering Colonel Brandon, reproved herself, felt that to his sufferings and his constancy far more than to his rival’s, the reward of her sister was due, and wished any thing rather than Mrs. Willoughby’s death.
I think wishing Willoughby a widower is the most damning line here, but the sentence prior make it clear that it is for Marianne's sake, not Willoughby's, that Elinor wishes he was free to marry. And she repents almost immediately. Also, and importantly, Elinor is still not sleeping! So she is still running on anxiety and no sleep when she wishes Mrs. Willoughby dead.
Later, when she does tell Marianne about the encounter a few weeks later, we can see her opinion of Willoughby has definitely soured:
“The whole of his behaviour,” replied Elinor, “from the beginning to the end of the affair, has been grounded on selfishness. It was selfishness which first made him sport with your affections; which afterwards, when his own were engaged, made him delay the confession of it, and which finally carried him from Barton. His own enjoyment, or his own ease, was, in every particular, his ruling principle.”
To summarize: Elinor was tired and emotional when Willoughby arrived and under the influence of his charm, she did begin to think better of him. She did forgive him, but while still dwelling on his faults. When she has time for rest and reflection, and without him present, she thinks more clearly and knows that everything Willoughby did was selfish.
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islemeadow · 9 months
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Boycotting streaming services or not watching movies/series at all is NOT a part of the strike, so here are a few suggestions on what to watch after Bridgerton and Queen Charlotte. Celebrate the amazing work actors, screenwriters and everyone in the film industry do for us! ✨
Always happy to hear more recommendations! 🌸
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berniewolfes · 9 months
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i still can’t get over how emma (1815) coded crowley’s confession was??? “I would like to spend —-”??? like just say if you loved him less you might be able to talk about it more!!!
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rosyronkey · 2 years
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please for the love of god we need to talk about all the movies hugh dancy is in
1. david copperfield (normal)
2. royal twink from my childhood
3. that one horror movie where he had his ass out
4. school teacher during the rwandan genocide
5. grigg
6. love interest for a shopaholic
7. british missionary that gets pegged
8. hot guy who fucks a mom and her kid and leaves within 30 minutes
9. makes vibrator in victorian england
10. the voice of albert in the abominable snow baby
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okaywhatabouthades · 7 months
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I love him.
It is like Jane Austen said after all, you pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope.
And it is like Mahmoud Darwaish said after all: You're killing me and you are keeping me from dying. That is love.
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bloodontongue · 8 months
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Currently thinking about how my favourite author (Neil Gaiman) inserted plots and references about my other favourite author (Jane Austen) throughout my ineffably favourite series (Good Omens) for its second act and ended it with something that mirrors what every Austenian third act needs; the characters fixing themselves in order to arrive at the sweet and satisfactory final act. I love you MOST ardently, and if I loved this any less, I might be able to talk about it more.
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stricktlyco · 6 months
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"'I cannot make speeches, Emma' ... 'If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.'"
"While he spoke, Emma's mind was most busy, and, with all the wonderful velocity of thought"
Emma, Jane Austen
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ardentlyinlovedarcy · 7 months
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Colin or Matthew ? 😀
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poetryofmuses · 2 years
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Coleen Hoover is how it starts for everybody, don't tell me otherwise.
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Emma., 2020
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andessence · 1 month
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so cruel to be stricken with blorbotions for a character in a mediocre source material. i love u ma'am but ur covered in bad writing grime!! idk if there's anything i can do for u....
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silverystardustt · 2 years
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“Images of the way they were together were stamp’d on his brain like silver nitrate blooming against chalk tablets. Etched in shadow, frozen in aching memory.”
Confessions of the Fox
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midnight-asthete · 1 year
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Sure, “if I loved you less I might be able to talk about it more” this
and “you’ve bewitched me body and soul” that,
but is there a man who’s willing to be my vacuum cleaner, Ford cortina, AND coffee pot?
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