it isonly the young who are ever confronted by such clear issues.
Interesting statement about how young people handle decisions.
it isonly the young who are ever confronted by such clear issues.
Interesting statement about how young people handle decisions.
I wassomewhat of a stranger to myself.
The narrator seems to be already giving hints of unreliability or misunderstanding of themselves characteristic with modernism.
much of what flames in my eyes will seem dubious to you who have not yet come of age.
Is this true for us?
communicate something of their own seeming satisfaction
I can relate to this sudden thoughtful feeling about seemingly random everyday experiences.
it is fatal for anyone who writes to think of their sex.
This feels quite ironic, as it seems like she's been doing this for the entire novel.
Give her another hundred years
Yet another hundred years? How many times will this be said?
The weight, the pace, the stride of a man’s mind are too unlike her own for her to lift anything substantial from him successfully.
Woolf seems to imply that there will always be differences between man and woman.
Now, in the passages I have quoted from Jane Eyre, it is clear that anger was tampering with the integrity of Charlotte Brontë the novelist
Emotions can be barriers to our own integrity.
And so, since no woman of sense and modesty could write books, Dorothy, who was sensitive and melancholy, the very opposite of the Duchess in temper, wrote nothing
This line could be interpreted to be serious or to be satire.
The human race is split up for her into two parties.
It's important to recognize that this divisiveness will never accomplish anything.
Anything may happen when womanhood has ceased to be a protected occupation
This is an important point which needs to discussed. While anything may happen, what do we WANT to happen?
barrister
type of lawyer
Society gives me chicken and coffee, bed and lodging, in return for a certain number of pieces of paper which were left me by an aunt, for no other reason than that I share her name.
I'm a little confused as to the relevance of this particular topic to the point of this section as a whole.
professor’s face till he looked like a burning bush or a flaming comet—
The anger in response to the man's description could certainly justified, but is anger really the correct response, or simply a roadblock to reform?
frivolous and facetious
How can one make a distinction between something meant in jest and in spite?
——
The author is focusing on very specific details, but ignoring others which many would deem important. We need to look very carefully at what is outlined, as it must be important.
As I have said already that it was an October day, I dare not forfeit your respect and imperil the fair name of fiction by changing the season and describing lilacs hanging over garden walls, crocuses, tulips and other flowers of spring.
Again, the narrator makes the relationship with the reader feel personal
Tennyson
English poet, famous for the Charge of the Light Brigade
soles, sunk in a deep dish, over which the college cook had spread a counterpane of the whitest cream, save that it was branded here and there with brown spots like the spots on the flanks of a doe
This whole passage seems to correlate with the chapter on food from the Foster book. Is there a deeper meaning we can derive?
Teams of horses and oxen, I thought, must have hauled the stone in wagons from far countries, and then with infinite labour the grey blocks in whose shade I was now standing were poised in order one on top of another, and then the painters brought their glass for the windows, and the masons were busy for centuries up on that roof with putty and cement, spade and trowel
Woolf is giving quite a meandering narrative that feels confusing, but also flows in a peculiar way. However, what is the significance of the wandering parts that feel unimportant?
letter of introduction
this means that there is opportunity for a woman to "enter the library", but it also signifies an extra barrier of entry
which—but here I was
another abrupt change in thoughts: Woolf appears to deliberately be leaving thoughts unfinished, almost as if they'll be returned to later. Not sure if I like this.
quadrangle
rectangular courtyard
Max Beerbohm
an English essayist, caricaturist, and humorist
curious-looking object
What does this mean? What symbolism is present?
To the right and left bushes of some sort, golden and crimson, glowed with the colour, even it seemed burnt with the heat, of fire.
Sudden transition signifies that the writing may not be following a concrete path, perhaps will continue to float
call me Mary Beton, Mary Seton, Mary Carmichael or by any name you please—it is not a matter of any importance
The passage gives a sense of intentional detachment from the protagonist, but why?
I
first person narrative: why is it used?
might mean, and you may have meant it to mean, women and what they are like, or it might mean women and the fiction that they write; or it might mean women and the fiction that is written about them
semantically, the language used feels much more personal and draws the reader in