Middlemarch - The Quiz!

What do you do when you've just finished an epic book but aren't willing to put it away yet?

That's right, you blog on it.

And after you've done that, you make a quiz to inflict on your blog readers.

Come on! Humor me!


Find out which Middlemarch woman you are!
(guys welcome!)

(Post your result in the comments.)

Middlemarch : on the awful nearness that marriage brings

"'Marriage is so unlike everything else. There is something even awful in the nearness it brings. Even if we loved some one else better than - than those we were married to, it would be no use' - poor Dorothea, in her palpitating anxiety, could only seize her language brokenly - 'I mean, marriage drinks up all our power of giving or getting any blessedness in that sort of love. I know it may be very dear - but it murders our marriage - and then the marriage stays with us like a murder - and everything else is gone.'"

Middlemarch Chapter 81

Middlemarch : on having a clergyman in your family

“Oh, my dear, when you have a clergyman in your family you must accommodate your tastes: I did that very early. When I married Humphrey I made up my mind to like sermons, and I set out by liking the end very much. That soon spread to the middle and the beginning, because I couldn’t have the end without them.”

Middlemarch Chapter 34

Middlemarch : courtship expectations vs married reality

"How was it that in the weeks since her marriage, Dorothea had not distinctly observed but felt with a stifling depression, that the large vistas and wide fresh air which she had dreamed of finding in her husband’s mind were replaced by anterooms and winding passages which seemed to lead nowhither? I suppose it was that in courtship everything is regarded as provisional and preliminary, and the smallest sample of virtue or accomplishment is taken to guarantee delightful stores which the broad leisure of marriage will reveal. But the door–sill of marriage once crossed, expectation is concentrated on the present. Having once embarked on your marital voyage, it is impossible not to be aware that you make no way and that the sea is not within sight—that, in fact, you are exploring an enclosed basin."

Middlemarch Chapter 20

no time to blog...

... I'm reading Middlemarch.

It's long, I'm a slow reader, and I'm hooked.

So many bloggable passages, but I don't want to stop reading to blog them!

(Off to work now. Silent reading time, anyone?)