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Her ultimate choice Isabel falls for Gilbert Osmond, to my mind, partly because he does not mindlessly adore her, does not fawn over her. He takes his time in the courtship, he with the help of Madame Merle has a clear strategy and it works.

He is mysterious, indolent; and there is the hint of a darker side. He appears to be tired of everything, simply bored, so Isabel feels like for once she is helping somebody. That her inheritance has a meaning, a destiny. She seems to feel recompensated and fulfilled. A year ago you valued your liberty beyond everything. You wanted only to see life. Her ultimate choice is whether or not to return to Osmond after she goes to Gardencourt to visit her dying cousin.

Again Henry James gifts us with a superb image that could not translate better the pervading dread of what she is about to do: "There was a penetrating chill in the image, and she drew back into the deepest shade of Gardencourt.

She lived from day to day, postponing, closing her eyes, trying not to think. She knew she must decide, but she decided nothing; her coming itself had not been a decision. On that occasion she had simply started.

In an extraordinarily short time—for the distance was considerable—she had moved through the darkness for she saw nothing and reached the door.

Here only she paused. She looked all about her; she listened a little; then she put her hand on the latch. She had not known where to turn; but she knew now. There was a very straight path. I would like to imagine Osmond would be surprised by her when she gets back to Rome, and that she would be able to change her standing. Their roles perhaps altered. Although there should certainly be more anguish ahead of her, given what she is going back to, I imagine there is always the possibility of happiness.

I finished the book, finally. It was a chore. I did not find James' portrayal of a woman's personality convincing. That even though she had the financial power which was the reason why her husband had married her, she would still allow herself to be physi I've been reading a lot of Anthony Trollope's books recently and the stories, characters and writing is so much superior to this that I just can't get into it.

That even though she had the financial power which was the reason why her husband had married her, she would still allow herself to be physically and emotionally abused and humiliated. It seemed to be a very conventional view of a woman, that eventually she would give in to her Lord and Master.

A woman with an ounce of independence she did have an ounce, maybe even two at the beginning would not be the sad creature she was at the end. Marriages were made in light of money and status in those times, in this book, she had both, he had neither, there had to be some sort of mental shift that that would allow her to pretend that these were her husband's and she was in the lower and grateful position.

But James didn't write it, so 'Portrait' really didn't make sense. None of the characters, evil, good or milk-water gained my sympathy. Pansy, the daughter, nearly did, but I wanted to shake her and say 'how could you have lived all these years and not suspected who your mother is?

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Your father has palmed you off on the nuns all these years, what's with this unquestioning obedience? Its your step-mother has the money, not him, she's the one who can help you, would help you,not your daddy who just wants you to achieve his own social-climbing ambitions'.

I just don't see James as a man who understood women enough to write about them from any but a man's perspective. I watched the Nichole Kidman film of the book and although Kidman did her best to flesh out the character she was no more rounded than in the book. And Poppy's submissiveness and ignorance were even more unbelievable. Obviously, to James, the main characteristic he associated with women and interpreted thusly by the director, was submissiveness. Henry James may have deserved his reputation as a Grand Old Man of American letters, but not through this book, it just didn't do it for me.

We think we're such nicey cosy bookworms and wouldn't harm a fly but we seethe, we do. Of course, readers of books just naturally look down on those who don't read at all. In fact they try not to think of those people nine tenths of the human race I suppose, but a tenth of the human race is still a big number because it makes them shudder. How lovely it would be to go riding in a carriage through some dreadful council estate flinging free copies o Ugh, ech, the elitism that breeds in readers! How lovely it would be to go riding in a carriage through some dreadful council estate flinging free copies of Ulysses and Mrs Dalloway right and left although Ulysses might catch some of those urchins a hefty blow on the temple which might cause a shift in their brain landscape and evoke a sudden craving for modernist novels, like when people are struck by a bus and wake up talking in a French accent, that can happen.

So that's one obvious kind of reader elitism. But then, some readers think that what the majority of readers actually read is appalling Hungervinciboneskitehelpslappery Twilit Shades of Pottery doo dah. It's not that you read, it's what you read.

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Of course. And then, amongst those elevated readers, some literary authors are considered greater than some others why are you wasting your time with William Gaddis when you could be knee-deep in Proust, dwarling? I simply don't understand it. And then, even when you scale the heights and find yourself munching down some Henry James like he was the last well-done steak with Chateau Lafleur you were going to get before your solo trek no huskies to the south pole, you still get it - oh dwarling, why are you still dillydallying in the Middle Period when you still haven't read The Golden Bowl you naughty Jamesian you!

Thus it is that I say - oh no, not The Portrait of a Lady. Too too obvious.

Much better. Moments when the book seemed to speak to my own experience as if it were written expressly for the girl who was me at twenty-two, causing me to wonder how Henry James could have guessed so well the presumptuous ideas I had about life and love at that early stage.

All of that is very personal, of course, and not necessarily of interest to other readers, but I had many wonderful moments while reading this book, moments when the writing halted the reading, when I had to pause and admire and wonder. All of that is very personal, of course, and not necessarily of interest to other readers, but there were other moments in my reading of The Portrait of a Lady that better merit mention in a review. I had read this book before, about twenty years ago, so although I knew the bare bones of the story, I remembered few of the details.

Out of the silence comes the sound of someone playing the piano. Wonderingly, Isabel makes her way toward the source of the harmony.

Those six words were like a bell ringing in my mind. I felt a sharpening of interest, an awareness of how pivotal this moment would be in the story. There was another scene later in the book when I had a similar feeling of change about to happen: Isabel sits up late one night in Rome pondering a difficult decision, indeed pondering all the decisions in her life so far. The reader watches with her and wonders how she will act. And wonders again when she finally does.

There are other major shifts in the narrative but none stood out for me quite the way those two did. As a reader I appreciated both strategies: the emphasis he seemed to place on some scenes and the complete omission he allowed to others.

It was all very wonderful. I've decided they can be the joint highlight - they have a lot of wonderfulness in common. He writes that he has purposely piled brick upon brick for our benefit, carefully including the details that will enable us to grasp the totality of his creation. And among those details, he mentions two in particular, keystones in the building of the story as it were. The first is the piano scene I described earlier. He speaks of the rare chemistry of that scene in which Isabel recognizes that a huge change is about to happen in her life.

I felt really validated as a reader to have been aware in advance of the significance of what I was about to read, and so I wasn't surprised when his other pivotal scene turned out to be the one where Isabel sits up late into the Roman night, pondering her decisions.

This is the sixteenth Henry James book I've read in six months.

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More confirmation of that possibility came when he began to discuss the shape of this novel. He continues to speak in terms of bricks and architecture and proportions, and he says that of all his novels, 'The Portrait' is the best proportioned with the exception of a novel he was to write twenty-two years later: The Ambassadors.

This rib is made from two minor but key characters, Henrietta Stackpole and Maria Gostrey. Both seem extraneous to each story at first glance yet both are central to the architecture of their particular story. I remember noting that Maria Gostrey was the thread that allowed me to find my way through the labyrinth that was 'The Ambassadors' so it was wonderful to hear Henry James confirm that, and underline the links between the two books as well.

I was also reminded that I had begun to look at his books in terms of architecture while reading The Wings of the Dove, so I really appreciated his architectural metaphors.Ritratto di signora Author: Biblioteca Universale Rizzoli, Italian View all editions and formats Rating: Allow this favorite library to be seen by others Keep this favorite library private.

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Cross stitch pattern in PDF format on Etsy. Voleva proteggere la signora contro una compagnia di ladri,. Other unworthy but happy souls feel the same way, and Saturday is the day that Lola gets kissed. I'd like to quote the whole thing here because it is really worth reading - and it provided me with huge insights into some Gerald Murnane books I've puzzled over in the past, The Plains and Inland, and offered a strong desire to read his Million Windows: The house of fiction has in short not one window, but a million - a number of possible windows not to be reckoned, rather; every one of which has been pierced, or is still pierceable, in its vast front, by the need of the individual vision and by the pressure of the individual will.

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