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A man died and left me his books
THOUGHTS ON:
,,THE PICTURE OF DORIAN GRAY"
Yeah, that's it.
It's very gay.
And I enjoyed it.
It starts the quote “whatever walked there, walked alone”. This quote somehow seems to explain the whole story, right? The book wasn’t something I had expected. It deals with mental horror more than it deals with the ghostly horror which was not something I had expected though I knew there would be something psychological to it.
It starts with Eleanor going to the Hill House by getting an invitation from Dr. Montague. The descriptions added about the town downstream the Hill house were like something we expect from a typical haunted house story. However, I too enjoyed the journey of Eleanor going to the Hill House, the writing was very effective in that part. The atmosphere inside the Hill house which has been described made me feel suffocated. The Hill house was described to consist of different rooms with different colours of the rainbow but still very dark and deep, just to think about this it feels like nature is against lighting the house. All through the book, Hill house did not only spread horror, it also had spread hatred, loathing, jealousy and suspicion. But at some points, I felt that though Hill house was disastrous, Hill house was also their comfort zone to an extent. One very disagreeable thing about the book is that it’s very draggy. You’ll have already gone through almost 2/3 of the book but you’d feel nothing major is happening actually. I would have liked it better if it did contain a bit more things going on.
Now, talking about “The Haunting of Hill House” means talking about the characters of the book. The protagonist is of course Eleanor and everything is about her. Her life seems really boring which needed excitement and hence the decision of going to the Hill house has arisen and she was genuinely happy to go there. She is very imaginative and keeps imagining a lot of stuff at the time of the journey. She is actually very insecure and an overthinker. She always keeps thinking about what her mother says or how she would have reacted in all of the situations. I felt like she had been controlled by her mother for the whole time. She troubles herself in every small matter. She is very pathetic and desperate which is very normal for her as she was brought up very strictly. And then comes Theodora. She is a chill kinda person who also seems to like excitement. One of the lines from the book is very appropriate as it has described the characteristics of both Eleanor and Theodora, “Theodora’s face was stiff and sulky, she likes attention, Eleanor without thinking, moved and sat on the floor beside Theodora.” Dr. Montague was the most adventurous among them. The only thing I want to say about Luke is that he is a flirt.
Jackson’s writing style is very simple and easy to understand. She added many small details to make the hill house appear scarier and darker. But I did not like the style of her writing in case of conversations. It was messy with a disturbing flow which lacked smoothness.
This was all about the book. I enjoyed it though my expectation was a bit higher.
words by me. an excerpt from the opening chapter of my novel ©/
Frankenstein but it’s just Victor being depressed because he realizes his entire life is his fault:
- Oscar Wilde
“Stars, hide your fires, Let not light see my black and deep desires”
-Shakespeare, Macbeth
The love language of annotating a book
First post here! It's a fanart of two characters from a book I'm reading, their relationship isn't great but it's definitely the healthiest in the book.
launch out on his story, muse, daughter of zeus,
start from where you will - sing for our time too.
forever in love
with your dark night
just another thursday: studies, readings & coffee
days filled with reading 💭
sneak peek of my bookshelf
the one with the brains
[top right picture belongs to @sadcypher]
my room perpetually smells like coffee now
There is something so comforting, so soothing about a mug of hot chocolate. No matter how old I am, I think chocolat chaud will always have the ability to take me back to special times, when all of the world's problems seemed to melt away by consuming one simple beverage.
Lisa Schroeder, My Secret Guide to Paris
van gogh's starry night as a kindle cover
ordered a customizable spotify plaque for more dark academia vibes
Man cannot remake himself without suffering, for he is both the marble and the sculptor
Alexis Carrel
If I were not a physicist, I would probably be a musician. I often think in music. I live my daydreams in music. I see my life in terms of music.
Albert Einstein
"Christmas is a magical moment of glory; the birth of humanity."
Sir Kristian Goldmund Aumann
"If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all."
Oscar Wilde
"Let us read, and let us dance; these two amusements will never do any harm to the world."
Voltaire
Oppressit in tricliniis versatilibus parasitos suos violis et floribus, sic ut animam aliqui efflaverint, cum erepere ad summum non possent.
painting and details of The Roses of Heliogabalus // by Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema
i found a few collins classics in the bookstore and i really wanted to buy Charles Darwin's On the Origin of Species but i decided to save it for another time it was also hardbound and therefore very expensive huhu.
penguin classics are unfortunately far out of my budget but collins classics are a great replacement for them because they're way cheaper :> i'm going to be super busy reading all of them during christmas break.
while at the bookstore, there were two girls beside me that were talking about the classics in the bookshelf in front of us. it's really nice to see that more people are appreciating classic literature, especially in our country where it's not really popular and well-known, not like other western countries.
anyways, here are the books i bought from the bookstore. hopefully, my relatives leave me alone while i'm reading :>
Morning Star (Lucifer) // by Paul Fryer at Holy Trinity Church
"Never are voices so beautiful as on a winter's evening, when dusk almost hides the body, and they seem to issue from nothingness with a note of intimacy seldom heard by day."
virginia woolf