Thursday, May 30, 2013

to look almost pretty

jane austen = favorite.  this list of quotes is somewhat extensive, and i am certain i could add more.  mind you, i do not anticipate but maybe one or two reading all these quotes from my readings.  but i do so rather enjoy skimming through my books looking for my underlines and rereading lines that stood out to me!
 
{northanger abbey, jane austen}
"'catherine grows quite a good-looking girl,--she is almost pretty to-day,' were words which caught her ears now and then; and how welcome were the sounds!  to look almost pretty is an acquisition of higher delight to a girl who has been looking plain the first fifteen years of her life, than a beauty from her cradle can ever receive."

"if adventures will not befall a young lady in her own village, she must seek them abroad."

"mrs. allen was one of that numerous class of females, who society can raise no other emotion than surprise at there being any men in the world who could like them well enough to marry them."

"she longed to dance, but she had not an acquaintance in the room."

"it must be very improper that a young lady should dream of a gentleman before the gentleman is first known to have dreamt of her."

"friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love."

"she hoped to be more fortunate the next day; and when her wishes for fine weather were answered by seeing a beautiful morning, she hardly felt a doubt of it; for a fine sunday in bath empties every house of its inhabitants, and all the world appears on such an occasion to walk about and tell their acquaintance what a charming day it is."

"this sort of mysteriousness, which is always so becoming in a hero, threw a fresh grace in catherine's imagination around his person and manners, and increased her anxiety to know more of him."

"'oh!  i am delighted with the book!  i should like to spend my whole life in reading it.  i assure you, if it had not been to meet you, i would not have come away from it for all the world.'"

"her own family were plain matter-of-fact people, who seldom aimed at wit of any kind; her father, at the utmost, being contented with a pun, and her mother with a proverb; they were not in the habit therefore of telling lies to increase their importance, or of asserting at one moment when they would contradict the next."

"dress is at all times a frivolous distinction, and excessive solicitude about it often destroys its own aim."

"...and nothing but the shortness of the time prevented her buying a new one [dress] for the evening.  this would have been an error in judgment, great though not uncommon, from which one of the other sex rather than her own, a brother rather than a great aunt might have warned her, for man only can be aware of the insensibility of man towards a new gown.  it would be mortifying to the feelings of many ladies, could they be made to understand how little the heart of man is affected by what is costly or new in their attire; how little it is biassed by the texture of their muslin, and how unsusceptible of peculiar tenderness towards the spotted, the sprigged, the mull or the jackonet.  woman is fine for her own satisfaction alone.  no man will admire her the more, no woman will like her the better for it.  neatness and fashion are enough for the former, and a something of shabbiness or impropriety will be most endearing to the latter.--but not one of these grave relfections troubled the tranquillity of catherine."

"every young lady may feel for my heroine in this critical moment, for every young lady has at some time or other known the same agitation.  all have been, or at least all have believed themselves to be, in danger from the pursuit of some one whom they wished to avoid; and all have been anxious for the attentions of some one whom they wished to please."

"'and such is your definition of matrimony and dancing.  taken in that light certainly, their resemblance is not striking; but i think i could place them in such a view.--you will allow, that in both, man has the advantage of choice, woman only the power of refusal; that in both it is an engagement between man and woman, formed for the advantage of each; and that when once entered into, they belong exclusively to each other till the moment of its dissolution; that it is their duty, each to endeavour to give the other no cause for wishing that he or she had bestowed themselves elsewhere, and their best interest to keep their own imaginations from wandering towards the perfections of their neighbours, or fancying that they should have been better off with any one else.  you will all this?'"

"catherine's feelings, as she got into the carriage, were in a very unsettled state; divided between regret for the loss of one great pleasure, and the hope of soon enjoying another, almost its equal in degree, however unlike in kind."

"'what one means one day, you know, one may not mean the next.  circumstances change, opinions alter.'  'but my opinion of your brother never did alter; it was always the same.  you are describing what never happened.'"

"what i say is, why should a brother's happiness be dearer to me than a friend's?  you know i carry my notions of friendship pretty high.  but, above all things, my dear catherine, do not be in a hurry.  take my word for it, that if you are in too great a hurry, you will certainly live to repent it."

"'you are a very close questioner.'  'am i?--i only ask what i want to be told.'"

"'well!--nay, if it is to be guess-work, let us all guess for ourselves.  to be guided by second-hand conjecture is pitiful.'"

"to be driven by him, next to dancing with him, was certainly the greatest happiness in the world."

"'a mother would have been always present.  a mother would have been a constant friend; her influence would have been beyond all other.'"

"the formidable henry soon followed her into the room, and the only difference in his behaviour to her, was that he paid her rather more attention than usual.  catherine had never wanted comfort more, and he looked as if he was aware of it."

"wherever you are, you should always be contented, but especially at home, because there you must spend the most of your time."

"the person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid."

"there is nothing i would not do for those who are really my friends.  i have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature."

find my other 2013 reading list posts here:  les mis {part one}, les mis {part two}, march reads {part one}, march reads {part two}, when it rains, through the looking glass

through the looking glass

this weekend we welcome june.  june.  where does the time fly?!?!  i need it to fly back.  still progressing slow on the reading list, but slow and steady wins the race.  i do appreciate some of my friends being so vested in this reading journey with me.  a coworker and friend of mine also has a love for books and she keeps an eye out for me at thrift stores and old bookstores.  from time to time, she snags me a copy that is on my reading list.  this time it was through the looking glass.  little gifts that go a long way!

{through the looking glass, lewis carroll}

"'do you hear the snow against the window-panes, kitty?  how nice and soft it sounds!  just as if some one was kissing the window all over outside.  i wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently?  and then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says 'go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.' and when they wake up in the summer, kitty, they dress themselves all in green, and dance about--whenever the wind blows--oh that's very pretty!' cried alice, dropping the ball of worsted to clap her hands. 'and i do so wish it was true!  i'm sure the woods look sleepy in the autumn, when the leaves are getting brown.'"

"and here i wish i could tell you half the things alice used to say, beginning with her favorite phrase, 'let's pretend.'"

"'contrariwise,' continued tweedledee, ' if it was so, it might be; and if it were so, it would be; but as it isn't, it ain't.  that's logic.'"

"'i mean, what is an un-birthday present?' 'a present given when it isn't your birthday, of course.'"

"you see, a minute goes by so fearfully quick."

"'manners are not taught in lessons,' said alice.  'lessons teach you to do sums, and things of that sort.' 'can you do addition?' the white queen asked.  'what's one and one and one and one and one and one and one and one and one and one?'  'i don't know,' said alice.  'i lost count.' 'she can't do addition,' the red queen interrupted.  'can you do subtraction? take nine from eight.'  'nine from eight i can't, you know,' alice replied very readily: 'but-----'  ' she can't do subtraction,' said the white queen.  'can you do division? divide a loaf by a knife--what's that answer to that?'  'i suppose---' alice was beginning, but the red queen answered for her.  'bread-and-butter, of course.  try another subtraction sum.  take a bone from a dog: what remains?'"

"'it's too late to correct it,' said the red queen: 'when you've once said a thing, that fixes it, and you must take the consequences.'"

life lessons from the classics.  got it, red queen, i need to watch what i say.


find my other 2013 reading list posts here:  les mis {part one}, les mis {part two}, march reads {part one}, march reads {part two}, when it rains

Sunday, May 26, 2013

you can stand under my umbrella

everyone loves a good beach trip.  well, almost everyone.  a certain little one may have had other opinions in regards to the beach.

it's safe to say this trip was quite overdue, but so thankful ash did some last minute research, so we could snag a groupon and hit the road to the beach.  it was a much needed time of relaxation after racing the clock to post final grades for all my students.  seriously, i graded so many papers that week.  i repeat, so. many. papers.  the joy of posting grades before we left meant i did not have to open my laptop while on our vacation, not even once.

posted grades, packed, loaded the car, grabbed some chickfila (sweet tea is a must-have for road trips), and hit the road to sunset beach, which is located in south carolina north carolina.  apparently my brain was so fried from all the grading that week that i never realized sunset beach was in north carolina, instead of south carolina.  i figured it out though when north carolina laws were posted in our room.  vacation, i needed you!

we grouponed (can i submit that word to be added to the dictionary?!?!) at sea trail golf resort.  our little guestroom wasn't anything super fancy, but it sure was splendid for our mini vaca.  one thing i am convinced of...i do need to marry a golfer, so we can retire to a little golf resort.  and i need to retire...like now.  the room was golf-themed, even with a sign that read "teach a man to golf and a liar is born."  as the weekend progressed, i quickly observed that sunset beach = retirement community.  it was truly blissful.  the beach was quiet and relaxing and everyone was super sweet. 

friday morning we got ready slowly and ate breakfast at sarah's kitchen where we had ginormous pancakes.  and they were delicious.  sat outside listening to the seagulls and smelling the beach air.  ash and i taught emmie how to make seagull sounds.  "emmie, what does a seagull say?"  "caw caw."  she makes the cutest little seagull!

a quick grocery run and we were in the car headed for day one on the beach. our muscles got a workout carrying all of our necessities from the car to the beach.  how could two girls and a baby need so much stuff?!?!? 

after setting up camp, we realized just how much sunscreen we had.  we were prepared...or so i thought.  my skin learned a lesson at the beach that day.  sunscreen expires.  who knew?!?!  i spent most of day two under the umbrella with my coverup and my big, derby hat. everyone sing with me, "you can stand under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh..."

getting older wiser means i try to protect my skin a bit more.  i absolutely do not want to look like some of those retired folks on the beach with leather skin.

i can't imagine a better way of finishing a day at the beach than to enjoy some italian ice at sunset slush.  so smooth and refreshing.

emmie hated the water.  she also hated the sand.  so she pretty much hated us for taking her to the beach.  exposure therapy, my friend, exposure therapy.  that was the theme for the weekend.  and we did make progress...if even just a little.  another area of progress was thumbs up.  we went from this to this...

who has the best cheese bread in town?!?!  tony's pizza in calabash.  if you visit sunset beach, check them out.  delicious.  we also enjoyed a seafood dinner at ella's of calabash.  yum.  so. much. food.

thankful for time away from work to simply focus on friendship, a very dear friendship.

hoping to make this a new tradition with ash and emmie.  if miker gets an invite next time, it's probably because we need him to carry our chairs and other beach necessities for us...just kidding, mostly.

what summer traditions do you share with friends and family?

Wednesday, May 08, 2013

when it rains

when it rains, it pours.  i mean literally, not figuratively, here folks.  drenchburg has been getting slammed with rain since sunday night.  it seems it is finally letting up this evening, maybe?

you know what is also pouring in my life?  papers, reflections, discussion boards...grading, grading, grading.  i can't even tell you how much i've graded, just in the last 48 hours.  okay, maybe i will.  in the last 48 hours, i have graded 43 papers, 86 sets of discussion boards, and 33 field experience reflections.  winning!  the next two weeks are going to be equally as brutal, but we are at the finish line.  i'm ready to start fresh this summer with new batches of students.  you know what makes this grading life enjoyable?  friends.  friends who also spend most evenings sitting at their computers grading right along with me.

with all of this grading this semester, i am not finding much time to read, but i am trying to squeeze a few pages in every now and again as much as i am able.  i have been able to finish a handful of books over the last month or so, and will be trying to pull my quotes from them soon.  i'll share at least one set yet this evening.  truthfully, i have a few other post ideas i'd like to get to soon, but only in time, folks, only in time...

the tiger's wife {tea obreht} was recommended to me by a friend.  personally, i wasn't a huge fan, probably for a few reasons.  simply put, it did not necessarily hit the target on my preferred genres.  the bottom line, my comprehension of this book's content was low, real low.  surface level, i could tell you what happened.  ask me about the deeper meanings and the metaphors represented in this novel and i will have zero response for you.  with that said, i'll just leave you with a few quotes...

"everything necessary to understand my grandfather lies between two stories:  the story of the tiger's wife, and the story of the deathless man.  these stories run like secret rivers through all the other stories in his life--of my grandfather's days in the army; his great love for my grandmother; the years he spent as a surgeon and a tyrant of the university.  one, which i learned after his death, is the story of how my grandfather became a man; the other, which he told to me, is of how he became a child again."

"then the realization of it rushed over me:  he didn't need me with him, he wanted me there."

"and the apothecary--tooth puller, dream interpreter, measurer of medicine, keeper of the magnificent scarlet ibis--was the reliable magician, the only kind of magician my grandfather could ever admire.  which is why, in a way, this story starts and ends with him."

"he read the alphabet book, that staple of childhood learning, the first philosophy we are exposed to--the simplicity of language, the articulation of a letter that sounds exactly how it looks."

"'when men die, they die in fear,' he said.  'they take everything they need from you, and as a doctor it is your job to give it, to comfort them, to hold their hand.  but children die how they have been living--in hope.  they don't know what's happening, so they expect nothing, they don't ask you to hold their hand--but you end up needing them to hold yours.'"

"the war had altered everything.  once separate, the pieces that made up our old country no longer carried the same characteristics that had formerly represented their respective parts of the whole.  previously shared things--landmarks, writers, scientists, histories--had to be doled out according to their new owners."

"all along, my grandfather had hoped for a miracle, but expected disaster."

"for her part, magdalena indulged him.  he was a great help to her, and she realized very quickly that by looking after her he was learning to look after himself."

"all through the war, my grandfather had been living in hope...but now, in the country's last hour, it was clear to him, as it was to me, that the cease-fire had provided the delusion of normalcy, but never peace.  when your fight has purpose--to free you from something, to interfere on the behalf of an innocent--it has a hope of finality.  when the fight is about unraveling--when it is about your name, the places to which your blood is anchored, the attachment of your name to some landmark or event--there is nothing but hate."

"in the end, all you want is someone to long for you when it comes time to put you in the ground."

find my other 2013 reading list posts here:  les mis {part one}, les mis {part two}, march reads {part one}, march reads {part two}