Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Mrs. Dalloway

I'm pretty sure that it was not my turn to post something but I decided to do one anyway.

  •             Mrs. Dalloway seems to be quite depressing because I feel like none of the characters so far actually enjoy their life. Clarissa seems to be in constant reflection of her life, pondering the ‘what if’s’ or the ‘should I had done this’. Clarissa doesn’t seem to be happy with her life even though her and her husband are doing well financially and are in a higher SES.
  •       Septimus and Peter are exactly the same way. Septimus always dwells on the past (specifically on the death of his friend in the war) and finds very little good in the world at all. Peter finds himself reminiscing about Clarissa’s rejection of his marriage proposal. He also questions whether Clarissa is actually happy with her husband Richard. It’s obvious that he isn’t the only one questioning his life because others do the same here. And I feel like that makes the tone of the novel to be kind of dreary. Even Rezia found herself longing to be back home with her family making hats.
  •        Also the characters seem to mention death in some form or another and I found that to be pretty weird.

Quotes:
·                Page 64 Rezia: “she had been happy; she had had a beautiful home, and there her sisters lived still making     hats. Why should she suffer?” “To be rocked by this malignant torturer was her lot. But why? She was like a bird sheltering under the thin hollow leaf, who blinks at the sun when the leaf moves; starts at the crack       of a dry twig. She was exposed; she was surrounded by the enormous trees, vast clouds of an indifferent       world, exposed; tortured; and why should she suffer? Why?”
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                     Page 57 Peter: “It was at Bourton that summer, early in the ‘nineties, when he was so passionately in love      with Clarissa.”- This is the beginning of his recollection.

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                      Page 57: “The death of the soul”- another mention of death

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