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Villette
by Charlotte Brontë, A.S. Byatt , Ignes Sodre
by Charlotte Brontë, A.S. Byatt , Ignes Sodre
This book was devided into three parts, and I decided to write a review at the end of each "Volume", so here it goes:
"Volume I"
I almost hated Lucy! She's a hateful soul who sees herself better than everyone and yet dares to wish for love and company. She wants people's love and kindness when she offers none. She "bears with them" but never truly care or repect anyone. Then she fancies herself misunderstood and mistreated on those basis. I do believe her smart and observant, but it is not lack of physical beauty that makes her a mere shadow to others, it's her begrudging soul and indifference to almost everything enjoyable in life.
Here's the difference between Jane Eyre and Lucy Snowe: Jane was positively and indisputably good: heart and soul. Full of compassion and patience and charity to others which allowed them in many chancs to stomp all over her, and in other to be absolutely adored. While Lucy likes to dwell on her misfortunes and deem herself unlucky while she actually is the opposite! She had a home, a job somewhat easily found and almost not as much experience in life as Jane had, and therefore was a sharply cynical and acutely pessimistic creature and only at the age of 23!
I am not fond of Lucy Snowe so far. But I am in love with this book nonetheless.
"Volume II"
It felt so much like I was reading "Mansfield Park". I don't find myself attracted to the idea that the heroine is merely the story teller of a more interesting fates than her own! It felt at times that I was reading "Ellen" narrating in "Wuthering Heights" than a true Protagonist telling her story. That being said, I had a deep perspective and a better conviction that she would not suite the role of the Heroine's love interest because although they think alike it is not enough because her personality contradicts his and not in a good way. She shunns constant communication and prefers her chosen serious silence, while he seeks comfort in being a light soul, if he was to be with her he'd wilt and wither slowly. Theirs is the kind of relationship better not to be meddled with, but she isn't understanding it yet.
In this part of the book I believe it reached the climax of the story. Regardless of the many coincidences, the emotions are so real and the outcome of these wild chances are not entirely fiction!
Something bothered me a little in this book: The lack of conversations. Mostly it was refelctions even when the events are happening there isn't much said. I would have liked more verbal interaction.
It's funny why I'm almost always attracted to the vulgar characters! I find myself waiting for the mention of M. Paul much more than I'm anticipating Dr. John. I believe many who read this book would agree with me.
To end this volume properly I have to admit that despite of Lucy's faults I'm beginning to like her juuuuust a little bit!
"Volume III"
What CAN I say! to make a long story short, this part of the book captured and moved me the most, it felt as if I were waiting to read it since page 1. How had she changed! How things advanced, how she took hold of my attention and emotions in an incredible way that brought tears to my eyes and a lump in my throat.
I still hold to the believe that this is not my favorite book of hers, I have yet to find a match for Jane Eyre. But I dare say I was VERY moved by this story and could hardly wait patiently to get a hold of the book and read the next page with-an almost-desperate manner!
I do so recommend this book to any reader with a true taste for quality.
Now that I have a pang of regret upon finishing it too quickly, I must resign myself to another good book... Or maybe I'll wait for a day, this being the sort of read you need a recovery time after.
"Volume I"
I almost hated Lucy! She's a hateful soul who sees herself better than everyone and yet dares to wish for love and company. She wants people's love and kindness when she offers none. She "bears with them" but never truly care or repect anyone. Then she fancies herself misunderstood and mistreated on those basis. I do believe her smart and observant, but it is not lack of physical beauty that makes her a mere shadow to others, it's her begrudging soul and indifference to almost everything enjoyable in life.
Here's the difference between Jane Eyre and Lucy Snowe: Jane was positively and indisputably good: heart and soul. Full of compassion and patience and charity to others which allowed them in many chancs to stomp all over her, and in other to be absolutely adored. While Lucy likes to dwell on her misfortunes and deem herself unlucky while she actually is the opposite! She had a home, a job somewhat easily found and almost not as much experience in life as Jane had, and therefore was a sharply cynical and acutely pessimistic creature and only at the age of 23!
I am not fond of Lucy Snowe so far. But I am in love with this book nonetheless.
"Volume II"
It felt so much like I was reading "Mansfield Park". I don't find myself attracted to the idea that the heroine is merely the story teller of a more interesting fates than her own! It felt at times that I was reading "Ellen" narrating in "Wuthering Heights" than a true Protagonist telling her story. That being said, I had a deep perspective and a better conviction that she would not suite the role of the Heroine's love interest because although they think alike it is not enough because her personality contradicts his and not in a good way. She shunns constant communication and prefers her chosen serious silence, while he seeks comfort in being a light soul, if he was to be with her he'd wilt and wither slowly. Theirs is the kind of relationship better not to be meddled with, but she isn't understanding it yet.
In this part of the book I believe it reached the climax of the story. Regardless of the many coincidences, the emotions are so real and the outcome of these wild chances are not entirely fiction!
Something bothered me a little in this book: The lack of conversations. Mostly it was refelctions even when the events are happening there isn't much said. I would have liked more verbal interaction.
It's funny why I'm almost always attracted to the vulgar characters! I find myself waiting for the mention of M. Paul much more than I'm anticipating Dr. John. I believe many who read this book would agree with me.
To end this volume properly I have to admit that despite of Lucy's faults I'm beginning to like her juuuuust a little bit!
"Volume III"
What CAN I say! to make a long story short, this part of the book captured and moved me the most, it felt as if I were waiting to read it since page 1. How had she changed! How things advanced, how she took hold of my attention and emotions in an incredible way that brought tears to my eyes and a lump in my throat.
I still hold to the believe that this is not my favorite book of hers, I have yet to find a match for Jane Eyre. But I dare say I was VERY moved by this story and could hardly wait patiently to get a hold of the book and read the next page with-an almost-desperate manner!
I do so recommend this book to any reader with a true taste for quality.
Now that I have a pang of regret upon finishing it too quickly, I must resign myself to another good book... Or maybe I'll wait for a day, this being the sort of read you need a recovery time after.
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Quotes Sarah Liked
“Wise people say it is folly to think anybody perfect; and as to likes and dislikes, we should be friendly to all, and worship none”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
“There is a perverse mood of the mind which is rather soothed than irritated by misconstruction; and in quarters where we can never be rightly known, we take pleasure, I think, in being consummately ignored. What honest man on being casually taken for a housebreaker does not feel rather tickled than vexed at the mistake?”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
“After the play, after the play', said M. Paul. 'I will then divide my pair of pistols between you, and we will settle the dispute according to form.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
“I would not be you for a kingdom.'
The remark was too naïve to rouse anger; I merely said -
'Very good.'
'And what would you give to be ME?' she inquired.
'Not a bad sixpence - strange as it may sound', I replied. 'You are but a poor creature.'
'You don't think so in your heart.'
'No; for in my heart you have not the outline of a place: I only occasionally turn you over in my brain.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
The remark was too naïve to rouse anger; I merely said -
'Very good.'
'And what would you give to be ME?' she inquired.
'Not a bad sixpence - strange as it may sound', I replied. 'You are but a poor creature.'
'You don't think so in your heart.'
'No; for in my heart you have not the outline of a place: I only occasionally turn you over in my brain.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
“Now it is not everybody, even amongst our respected friends and esteemed acquaintance, whom we like to have near us, whom we like to watch us, to wait on us, to approach us with the proximity of a nurse to a patient. It is not every friend whose eye is a light in a sickroom, whose presence is there a solace.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
“Que me voulez-vous?' said he in a growl of which the music was wholly confined to his chest and throat, for he kept his teeth clenched, and seemed registering to himself an inward vow that nothing earthly should wring from him a smile. My answer commenced uncompromisingly: -
'Monsieur,' I said, je veux l'impossible, des choses inouïes;”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
'Monsieur,' I said, je veux l'impossible, des choses inouïes;”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
“With self-denial and economy now, and steady exertion by-and-by, an object in life need not fail you. Venture not to complain that such an object is too selfish, too limited, and lacks interest; be content to labour for independence until you have proved, by winning that prize, your right to look higher. But afterwards, is there nothing more for me in life -- no true home -- nothing to be dearer to me than myself and by its paramount preciousness, to draw from me better things than I care to culture for myself only? Nothing, at whose feet I can willingly lay down the whole burden of human egotism, and gloriously take up the nobler charge of labouring and living for others? I suppose, Lucy Snowe, the orb of your life is not to be so rounded: for you the crescent-phase must suffice. Very good. I see a huge mass of my fellow- creatures in no better circumstances. I see that a great many men, and more women, hold their span of life on conditions of denial and privation. I find no reason why I should be of the few favoured. I believe in some blending of hope and sunshine sweetening the worst lots. I believe that this life is not all; neither the beginning nor the end. I believe while I tremble; I trust while I weep.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
“His mind was indeed my library, and whenever it was opened to me, I entered bliss.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
“Peril, loneliness, an uncertain future, are not oppressive evils, so long as the frame is healthy and the faculties are employed; so long, especially, as Liberty lends us her wings, and Hope guides us by her star.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
“The negation of severe suffering was the nearest approach to happiness I expected to know. Besides, I seemed to hold two lives - the life of thought, and that of reality.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
“But solitude is sadness.'
'Yes; it is sadness. Life, however, has worse than that. Deeper than melancholy lies heart-break.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
'Yes; it is sadness. Life, however, has worse than that. Deeper than melancholy lies heart-break.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
“Lucy, take my love. One day share my life. Be my dearest, first on earth.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette
Reading Progress
| 01/10/2011 | "Can't wait to start this book :)" | |||
| 01/12/2011 |
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25.0% | "There is NOTHING like reading a classic! Charlotte Bronte: You drown me in emotions!" |
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"Lucy is Jane on steroids" Lol, well said Ellie!First of all, thank you for reading and commenting, I've read Jane Eyer, The professor, and now Villette, I have to admit I prefer Jane Eyre better.
Not only her character you can't help but sympathize with, her story is one of many physical and psychical, and emotional challenges. The rough times she had shaped her to good form, she isn't bitter, but Lucy is! and it poisons her eyes she almost can't see past her opinions.
I'm enjoying this book so much, it's hard to put it down!
I love Villette and The Professor as well...but would have to agree that Jane Eyre is my favorite. She's such a good author. I love her books.
What a wonderful review. You caught the feel of the book so well (I'll admit I'm a little envious of your writing & thinking! but I'll live & enjoy your sharing more than my envy!). I think Villette is her best-written work which doesn't make it her warmest or most fun. The most disciplined, consistent I think. And the prose may be cold but every sentence is carved out beautifully with no self-indulgence on the part of the writer. Just like Lucy. She's a Jane without our wish fulfillment which makes for a painful read (I always quote Eliot's Humankind cannot bear too much reality-that's me at least).Interesting comparison to Mansfield Park. Made me stop & think. I agree: Mansfield Park is my least favorite of the Eyre oeuvre (I had to write that: what a vowel combination, no?) with Fanny so self-righteous & dull but 1 of Eyre's most interesting political books (the issue of colonization & the Caribbean islands & slave owning & its repercussions on the owner).
I do think the difference is that while they are both difficult to embrace but interesting books, MP is not Eyre's best work while I would argue Villette is CB's best. Even though I'll reread Jane every time over Villette: no question, no guilt!
Ellie, my dear you humble me! Thank you so much for reading and responding, I believe half the enjoyment of reading is the part where we discuss and share ideas, and you have given me a great compliment, so again: Thank you.I agree that Villette is the most "real" story she has written. Painful, No... VERY painful but extremely polished. I felt it being focused on "Lucy's" state of mind and stream of thought sometimes even more than what goes on in her life. Always we are in her head, rarely thinking outside of her opinions and reflections. It is genius but at times suffocating! Oh the sorrow, the loneliness.. But strangely enough, Knowing how she suffered mentally, I was still more compassionate towards Jane Eyre than Lucy Snowe! Probably the reason being that Jane never gets choices, she is always thrown in the storm cold and helpless.. While Lucy chooses to bury herself over and over with frustration of her own doing.
Me too Ellie! Mansfield Park was my least favorite of Jane Austen. And what is worse? The ending! By God it was so patched up and unbelievable. Here, in Villette, the ending was intentionally written to break your heart.. It was cruel and -to me- cut too short, that in my opinion was a disadvantage in this book.
I don't think I can bear reading Villette again! While as you said (and again we agree) I'd read Jane Eyre hundred times again. Allow me this confession: You can always win me over with more romance! So obviously while I enjoy reading classics, I'll admit that I deliberately read the ones with "Great love stories" and put aside the ones with little or no romance.
I agree. And I am much more won over by Jane Eyre. And I forgot Villette's ending. I agree with you there as well. I think Bronte was as determined to make Lucy miserable as she was to give Jane a happiness (of a sort) in the end, with an equally distorting effect that stands out more in this book than in Eyre. I think that Lucy rejects sympathy, even from herself making her unsympathetic. She successfully pushes me (& other readers away) although I (partly) admire her ruthlessness toward herself.I myself am more a Jane: a little self-pity when called for is a gratifying experience. And certainly in Jane's life it is more than called for: it's BEGGED for, practically demanded.
I could have done without that St Claire or whatever his name is & now skip over it when rereading (hence why I forget his name) but these rest is just so romantic & satisfying: I agree. Jane has my heart.
I admire Villette & I've reread it once. I tried to reread again a few months ago but just couldn't get into it-didn't want to I suspect. It was an easier book to read, I think, when I was younger & more protected from the bitterness that pervades.
I'm with you 100% on romance & lovable characters, sometimes despite my "better" judgment. What's great about Jane: a classic AND fun!
Why humble? You write so beautifully & intelligently. I thank you for responding so thoughtfully to my posts.

Can't wait for the next installment!