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text 2017-06-21 00:44
Reading progress update: I've read 157 out of 240 pages.
A Room with a View - E.M. Forster

“I have upset everything. Bursting in on young people! But I insist on paying for my cab up. Grant me that, at any rate.”

 

Please do. People ought to always grant these martyrs their sacrifices and pay them no mind. It makes them so happy in their martyrdom. The only way to deal with them is ignore them and leave them to suffer. Otherwise they take over your life, and then you are left wondering how come YOU are the one making the sacrifices...

 

Yeah, in case it wasn't obvious Miss Bartlett drives me up the wall. I've had people like her in my life. They mess you up well and good, wanting to strangle them, and feeling guilty for wanting to.

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text 2017-06-20 05:41
Reading progress update: I've read 100 out of 240 pages.
A Room with a View - E.M. Forster

I'm skipping several things I underlined because I did not know how to trim them enough not no make a kilometric post (though the whole Pan and Phaeton thing was lots of fun). Now onto part II:

 

Cecil entered.
Appearing thus late in the story, Cecil must be at once described. He was mediaeval.

 

Lol, that's some dramatic stepping in. If there was any doubt, Forster dedicates a whole, separate paragraph just for the action. Funny man.

 

Also, nice echo to the medieval woman bit. No need to really explain what he's looking for in a wife.

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text 2017-06-20 00:40
Reading progress update: I've read 53 out of 240 pages.
A Room with a View - E.M. Forster

Another chapter, another quote. Chapter 5 opens with this dozy

 

This solitude oppressed her; she was accustomed to have her thoughts confirmed by others or, at all events, contradicted; it was too dreadful not to know whether she was thinking right or wrong.

 

Beyond the criticism toward women being brought up to be unable to rely on their own judgment, the extra twist that she feels isolated because she's trying to conceal something she thinks is shameful, and no one realizes. This has so many layers of taught dependence.

 

...

 

After some sideways sticking it to the way foreigners judge from a high and mighty stance, are at best downright condescending and at general make idiots of themselves (a thing he goes over in length on Passage to India), this bit about a female writer, by Miss Bartlett:

 

“She is emancipated, but only in the very best sense of the word,” continued Miss Bartlett slowly. “None but the superficial would be shocked at her. We had a long talk yesterday. She believes in justice and truth and human interest. She told me also that she has a high opinion of the destiny of woman—"

 

*cringe* I can't even begin to enumerate the amount of points to address on that one line.

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text 2017-06-19 03:26
Reading progress update: I've read 48 out of 240 pages.
A Room with a View - E.M. Forster

Conversation was tedious; she wanted something big, and she believed that it would have come to her on the wind-swept platform of an electric tram.
This she might not attempt. It was unladylike. Why? Why were most big things unladylike? Charlotte had once explained to her why. It was not that ladies were inferior to men; it was that they were different. Their mission was to inspire others to achievement rather than to achieve themselves. Indirectly, by means of tact and a spotless name, a lady could accomplish much. But if she rushed into the fray herself she would be first censured, then despised, and finally ignored. Poems had been written to illustrate this point.

 

Oh, wow. You can hear the irony on his tone just from the pages.

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text 2017-06-17 12:46
Reading progress update: I've read 25 out of 240 pages.
A Room with a View - E.M. Forster

Much like with "Passage to India", this is a book to savor for the way it's written and the highly quotable dialogues. So far, in less than two chapters

 

“He is rather a peculiar man.” Again he hesitated, and then said gently: “I think he would not take advantage of your acceptance, nor expect you to show gratitude. He has the merit—if it is one—of saying exactly what he means. He has rooms he does not value, and he thinks you would value them. He no more thought of putting you under an obligation than he thought of being polite. It is so difficult—at least, I find it difficult—to understand people who speak the truth.”

 

Love how he establishes both old Emerson's and Beebe's characters through the later's judgment.

 

“About old Mr. Emerson—I hardly know. No, he is not tactful; yet, have you ever noticed that there are people who do things which are most indelicate, and yet at the same time—beautiful?”
“Beautiful?” said Miss Bartlett, puzzled at the word. “Are not beauty and delicacy the same?”
“So one would have thought,” said the other helplessly. “But things are so difficult, I sometimes think.”

 

“Look at him!” said Mr. Emerson to Lucy. “Here’s a mess: a baby hurt, cold, and frightened! But what else can you expect from a church?

 

“My dear,” said the old man gently, “I think that you are repeating what you have heard older people say. You are pretending to be touchy; but you are not really. Stop being so tiresome, and tell me instead what part of the church you want to see. To take you to it will be a real pleasure.”
Now, this was abominably impertinent, and she ought to have been furious. But it is sometimes as difficult to lose one’s temper as it is difficult at other times to keep it.

 

More establishing of old Emerson (I'm half in love with the old man) and some prickly observations on society too. Forster really likes to point hypocrisy, and that's part of why I've loved what I've read by him so far.

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