Reading Jane Eyre . . . it's actually pretty interesting. Very Victorian, but eh, lol . . . those Romantic themes very much appeal to me.
This little passage cracks me up:
(Mr. Brocklehurst:) "Do you know where the wicked go after death?"
(Young Jane Eyre:) "They go to Hell."
"And what is Hell? Can you tell me that?"
"A pit full of fire."
"And should you like to fall into that pit, and to be burning there forever?"
"No, sir."
"What must you do to avoid it?"
"I must keep in good health, and not die."
Lol! Then, later:
(Mr. Brocklehurst:) "Do you read your Bible?"
(Young Jane Eyre:) "Sometimes."
"With pleasure? Are you fond of it?"
"I like Revelations, and the book of Daniel, and Genesis and Samuel, and a little bit of Exodus, and some parts of Kings and Chronicles, and Job and Jonah."
"And the Psalms? I hope you like them?"
"No, sir."
"No? Oh, shocking! I have a little boy, younger than you, who knows six Psalms by heart: and when you ask him which he would rather have, a ginger-bread nut to eat, or a verse of Psalm to learn, he says, 'Oh! The verse of Psalm! Angels sing Pslams!' says he. 'I wish to be a little angel here below;' and then he gets two nuts in recompense for his infant piety."
Well, duh; if you give him two nuts for saying the thing about the Psalms, of course he's going to say the thing about the Psalms every time! That cracked me up! Ahh, the irony of childhood piety . . .
( I always write too much . . . little old verbose me . . . )
You know, I just realized something: They are going to have trouble in the 5th movie (Harry Potter, of course), when they go to depants Snape. If he's wearing the Hogwarts uniform, how do his underpants show when his pants go down?
This little passage cracks me up:
(Mr. Brocklehurst:) "Do you know where the wicked go after death?"
(Young Jane Eyre:) "They go to Hell."
"And what is Hell? Can you tell me that?"
"A pit full of fire."
"And should you like to fall into that pit, and to be burning there forever?"
"No, sir."
"What must you do to avoid it?"
"I must keep in good health, and not die."
Lol! Then, later:
(Mr. Brocklehurst:) "Do you read your Bible?"
(Young Jane Eyre:) "Sometimes."
"With pleasure? Are you fond of it?"
"I like Revelations, and the book of Daniel, and Genesis and Samuel, and a little bit of Exodus, and some parts of Kings and Chronicles, and Job and Jonah."
"And the Psalms? I hope you like them?"
"No, sir."
"No? Oh, shocking! I have a little boy, younger than you, who knows six Psalms by heart: and when you ask him which he would rather have, a ginger-bread nut to eat, or a verse of Psalm to learn, he says, 'Oh! The verse of Psalm! Angels sing Pslams!' says he. 'I wish to be a little angel here below;' and then he gets two nuts in recompense for his infant piety."
Well, duh; if you give him two nuts for saying the thing about the Psalms, of course he's going to say the thing about the Psalms every time! That cracked me up! Ahh, the irony of childhood piety . . .
( I always write too much . . . little old verbose me . . . )
You know, I just realized something: They are going to have trouble in the 5th movie (Harry Potter, of course), when they go to depants Snape. If he's wearing the Hogwarts uniform, how do his underpants show when his pants go down?