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Until the literati get their heads out of their collective asses and start giving love stories their due, I shall have to reread this many times over.

And here we see the older generation's fetish for absolute control of communication that occurs entirely within the younger. How droll. Some envy never changes.

If I cannot own this body, let it fall into the void.

'The Tenant of Wildfell Hall' is very acute and all, but one needs blood to live.

Rereading for class.

Sometimes I get so caught up in my self-imposed daily page count that I get sad when I fulfill my quota before finishing the book. Then I realize that I'm not being paid by the hour (or anything, for that matter), and merrily continue on my way.

"Glanced over the back cover while between chapters: '...the wise, down-to-earth housekeeper who witnessed the tragic events...'. Oh she witnessed the events alright. The rest of the phrase, though, is laughably misleading.

"...Come to the glass, and I'll let you see what you should wish. Do you mark those two lines between your eyes; and those thick brows, that instead of rising arched, ink in the middle; and that couple of black fiends, so deeply buried, who never open their windows boldly, but lurk glinting under them, like devil's spies? Wish and learn to smooth away the surly wrinkles, to raise your lids frankly, and change the...

"Come in! come in!" he sobbed. "Cathy, do come. Oh do—once more! Oh! my heart's darling, hear me this time—Catherine, at last!"