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the last 200 pages are so tea

new year new attempt to finish adam bede

“Young souls, in such pleasant delirium as hers, are as unsympathetic as butterflies sipping nectar; they are isolated from all appeals by a barrier of dreams—by invisible looks and impalpable arms.”

In other words, a nineteenth century delusionship.

“It seems as if, when you are gone, I could never joy in anything any more. I think it’s something passing the love of women as I feel for you, for I could be content without your marrying me if I could go and live at Snowfield, and be near you. Perhaps I feel more for you than I ought to feel for any creature.”

FUCK ME OH MY GOD

“I’m not laughing at no man’s religion. Let ‘em follow their consciences. Only I think it ‘ud be better if their consciences ‘ud let ‘em stay quiet”

IM DETERMINED THIS TIME