I dislike quotes about anything involving patience. Virtue. Fortitude. Calmness. The idea that “patience is a virtue” is cloying, unremarkable. Cliché. In Chapter III of “Patience Nescot’s Narrative” she writes about her own issues with her namesake as well as the act of patience: But then is not patience servile and cowardly, a shrinking thing … Continue reading
Category Archives: 19th c. British Lit
Reading Life: The Frozen Deep by Wilkie Collins
Hesperus Classics Edition, 2012, £6.99. Originally published in 1874. In a nutshell: Frank Aldersley and Richard Wardour are in love with the same woman, Clara Burnham. Clara’s heart belongs to Frank, but Richard is convinced that Clara belongs to him. Through Clara’s ‘gift’ of second-sight, she foresees a horrible event that will take place between these … Continue reading
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