Monthly Archives: March 2016

Virginia Woolf: A Room of One’s Own

The Art of Fiction The assumption that fiction is more intimately and humbly attached to the service of human beings than the other arts leads to a further position which a novel illustrates. It is unnecessary to dwell upon fiction’s … Continue reading

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Art and Poetry

Now he turns to a world of symbolic games about which he is desperately uncertain. He is uncertain because he has adapted as a technique of inspiration in which disassociated phrases are connected with normal experience [section] There are some … Continue reading

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George Eliot: Dear Old Griff

To a great many artists who have struggled out of a society indifferent to the arts, the first love has been the opening of a new world [section] Scenes of Clerical Life Marian and George Lewis settled down in a … Continue reading

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The Brontes: from The Manuscripts of Glass Town

The evil simply was — he had missed his vocation, he should have been a soldier; and circumstances had made him a priest. For the rest, he was a brave, stern, implacable man. . . . It seems to me, … Continue reading

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Lewis Carroll: Conversation Between Humpty Dumpty And Alice

One of the many farfetched theories about Lewis Carroll is that he is a sort of literary Jekyll and Hyde, divided between a prim and pedantic mathematician named C.L. Dodgson and a delight- ful writer of children’s stories called Lewis … Continue reading

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Gerald Manley Hopkins: Fascinating Rhythm

The Wrong Box Once at sea, his health and activities were always miraculous to those who had known him before — he had surgery. He struck up enduring friendships with native kings, dark warriors, traders and sailors and missionaries of … Continue reading

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Thomas Carlyle Scottish Letters: The Mechanical Age

Some writers are studied because of their contributions to times of change; some, because of the range of their friends and fellow authors; some, because they lived to old age, and spanned more than one generation; some, because they introduced … Continue reading

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