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Found on family members’ bookshelf. It’s uncanny.
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feestje · 4 months
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ISABELLE ADJANI as Emily Brontë in: Les Sœurs Brontë (1979), dir. André Téchiné
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todayontumblr · 3 months
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Thursday, January 11.
Beauty, sensuality, art for art's sake.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. But it was the most Victorian of times, that much is certain. There was also a lot going on during this period, not least the emergence of a dark, elaborate, and literary fashion—one that would leave its mark well beyond the close of the 19th century.
We have curated just a few of these opulent delights for you this Thursday, January 11, in the hope that you live romantically, sensually, and broodingly. Like the bon vivants you so deserve.
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A Cavatina, 1888, Briton Riviere. @eirene 
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villetteulogy · 5 months
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'Les Soeurs Brontë'/The Bronte Sisters (1979) dir. André Téchiné
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burningvelvet · 5 months
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In a letter to W. S. Williams (14 August 1848), Charlotte Brontë compares Jane Eyre’s Rochester to the Byronic heroes of her sisters’ novels, Heathcliff from Emily’s Wuthering Heights and Huntingdon from Anne’s The Tenant of Wildfell Hall:
“You say Mr. Huntingdon reminds you of Mr. Rochester. Does he? Yet there is no likeness between the two; the foundation of each character is entirely different. Huntingdon is a specimen of the naturally selfish, sensual, superficial man, whose one merit of a joyous temperament only avails him while he is young and healthy, whose best days are his earliest, who never profits by experience, who is sure to grow worse the older he grows.
Mr. Rochester has a thoughtful nature and a very feeling heart; he is neither selfish nor self-indulgent; he is ill-educated, misguided; errs, when he does err, through rashness and inexperience: he lives for a time as too many other men live, but being radically better than most men, he does not like that degraded life, and is never happy in it. He is taught the severe lessons of experience and has sense to learn wisdom from them. Years improve him; the effervescence of youth foamed away, what is really good in him still remains. His nature is like wine of a good vintage, time cannot sour, but only mellows him. Such at least was the character I meant to portray.
Heathcliffe, again, of Wuthering Heights is quite another creation. He exemplifies the effects which a life of continued injustice and hard usage may produce on a naturally perverse, vindictive, and inexorable disposition. Carefully trained and kindly treated, the black gipsy-cub might possibly have been reared into a human being, but tyranny and ignorance made of him a mere demon. The worst of it is, some of his spirit seems breathed through the whole narrative in which he figures: it haunts every moor and glen, and beckons in every fir-tree of the Heights.”
Source: The Brontës Life and Letters (Clement King Shorter, 2013)
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persephonediary · 1 year
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He shall never know I love him: and that, not because he's handsome, but because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made out of, his and mine are the same.
Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
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ofallingstar · 2 years
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The Brontë Sisters (1979)
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georgeplantagenet · 1 year
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→ Tom Hardy as Heathcliff in Wuthering Heights (2009)
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princesssarisa · 4 months
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Sometimes I wish scholars wouldn't speculate about the "hidden motives" and "unspoken emotions" of historical figures. Not that it isn't interesting or in some ways valuable to do so, but then other people read those speculations and take them as fact.
In passing, I just saw a post about the Brontë sisters which stated as fact that Charlotte prevented The Tenant of Wildfell Hall from being republished because she was jealous of Anne.
I'm sorry, but that's pure conjuncture on the part of certain scholars, and I think it's more than a little mean-spirited and sexist too. The obvious reason why Charlotte did what she did was reputation. The book's subject matter was widely considered unseemly, it got negative reviews, and this hurt Anne's reputation after her death – and by extension the rest of the family's too, since once the sisters' identities were known, it couldn't have been hard to trace the book's source of inspiration to Branwell. By apologizing for Tenant in her preface to Wuthering Heights and by preventing it from being republished, Charlotte was smoothing things over and protecting her late sister's reputation as best she could. Maybe it was misguided, maybe from a modern perspective it was "cowardly," and of course it's unfortunate that it kept Tenant from being widely read or appreciated until more recent years. But by all appearances, the motive was public relations.
"She really suppressed it out of petty jealousy because she knew it was better than her own books" is pure speculation, and more than a little mean-spirited, IMHO.
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dionysian-dare · 3 months
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prettiest christmas gifts <3
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clair-blake · 10 months
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Acquired this first edition of Charlotte Brontë’s Shirley at last month’s New York International Antiquarian Book Fair - it was complete luck that I saw the volumes in one of the cases. The text blocks show their age, but they were beautifully rebound in leather around the turn of the 20th century.
It was such an overwhelming feeling when I opened one and saw the first page with the year and the publisher.
So many amazing things at this Fair! I highly recommend checking it out next year if you are in the area.
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You’re in her DMs, I’m screaming her name across the moors and she somehow hears me. We’re not the same.
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daughter-rhaenyra · 1 year
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The Brontë Sisters (1979) Dir. André Téchiné
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eva-eyre · 5 months
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“you, sir, are the most phantomlike of all.”
this scene of the 2011 film adaptation lives rent free in my mind — the way he strokes her hair, the contentment and safety, the comfort, the tenderness, the closeness! ahh!
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kajaono · 1 year
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If you would summarize Austen, the Brontes, and Gaskell in one or two sentences to explain the difference between their writing, how would you do it? (you can also separate the brontes if you want)
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burningvelvet · 5 months
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"Say you don't love me. I dare you. You cannot."
"I will not. I will love you until I die."
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