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My Beloved Fictional Couples May 8, 2010

NOVELS AND ITS MOVIE/DRAMA ADAPTATIONS

1. Heathcliff and Catherine Earnshaw – Wuthering Heights (Emily Bronte)






Catherine Earnshaw:
“It would degrade me to marry Heathcliff now; so he shall never know how I love him: and that, not because he’s handsome, Nelly, but because he’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton’s is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire.”


“My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods; time will change it, I’m well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath–a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He’s always, always in my mind–not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.”


“If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it.”


Heathcliff:
“Kiss me again, but don’t let me see your eyes! I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer–but yours! How can I?”


“You teach me how cruel you’ve been – cruel and false. Why do you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. Yes, you may kiss me, and cry, and wring out my kisses and tears; they’ll blight you – they’ll damn you. You loved me–then what right had you to leave me? What right–answer me–for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery, and degradation and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart–you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine.”


“‘And I pray one prayer–I repeat it till my tongue stiffens–Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living; you said I killed you–haunt me, then! The murdered DO haunt their murderers, I believe. I know that ghosts HAVE wandered on earth. Be with me always–take any form–drive me mad! only DO not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I CANNOT live without my life! I CANNOT live without my soul!'”


My old enemies have not beaten me; now would be the precise time to revenge myself on their representatives-I could do it, and none could hinder me. But where is the use? I don’t care for striking, I can’t take the trouble to raise my hand.


2. Fitzwilliam Darcy and Elizabeth Bennett – Pride and Prejudice (Jane Austen)






“Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us.”


Elizabeth:


“I do assure you that I am not one of those young ladies (if such young ladies there are) who are so daring as to risk their happiness on the chance of being asked a second time. I am perfectly serious in my refusal. You could not make me happy, and I am convinced that I am the last woman in the world who could make you so.”


“You are mistaken, Mr. Darcy, if you suppose that the mode of your declaration affected me in any other way, than as it spared the concern which I might have felt in refusing you, had you behaved in a more gentlemanlike manner.”


“You could not have made the offer of your hand in any possible way that would have tempted me to accept it.”


“From the very beginning— from the first moment, I may almost say— of my acquaintance with you, your manners, impressing me with the fullest belief of your arrogance, your conceit, and your selfish disdain of the feelings of others, were such as to form the groundwork of disapprobation on which succeeding events have built so immovable a dislike; and I had not known you a month before I felt that you were the last man in the world whom I could ever be prevailed on to marry.”


Mr.Darcy:
“She is tolerable, but not handsome enough to tempt me. I am in no humour at present to give consequence to young ladies who are slighted by other men. You had better return to your partner and enjoy her smiles, for you are wasting your time with me.”


“A lady’s imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony, in a moment.”


Your conjecture is totally wrong, I assure you. My mind was more agreeably engaged. I have been meditating on the very great pleasure which a pair of fine eyes in the face of a pretty woman can bestow.


“In vain I have struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.”


“You are too generous to trifle with me. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes are unchanged, but one word from you will silence me on this subject for ever.”


“My object then was to show you, by every civility in my power, that I was not so mean as to resent the past; and I hoped to obtain your forgiveness, to lessen your ill opinion, by letting you see that your reproofs had been attended to. How soon any other wishes introduced themselves I can hardly tell, but I believe in about half an hour after I had seen you.”


Lizzy and Darcy:
“And your defect is a propensity to hate everybody.”
“And yours,” he replied with a smile, “is willfully to misunderstand them.”


“Books— oh! no. I am sure we never read the same, or not with the same feelings.”
“I am sorry you think so; but if that be the case, there can at least be no want of subject. We may compare our different opinions.”


“There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others. My courage always rises at every attempt to intimidate me.”
“I shall not say you are mistaken, because you could not really believe me to entertain any design of alarming you; and I have had the pleasure of your acquaintance long enough to know that you find great enjoyment in occasionally professing opinions which in fact are not your own.”
“Your cousin will give you a very pretty notion of me, and teach you not to believe a word I say. I am particularly unlucky in meeting with a person so able to expose my real character, in a part of the world where I had hoped to pass myself off with some degree of credit.”
“I certainly have not the talent which some people possess of conversing easily with those I have never seen before. I cannot catch their tone of conversation, or appear interested in their concerns, as I often see done.”
“My fingers do not move over this instrument in the masterly manner which I see so many women’s do. They have not the same force or rapidity, and do not produce the same expression. But then I have always supposed it to be my own fault- because I would not take the trouble of practicing.”


3. John Thornton and Margaret Hale – North and South (Elizabeth Gaskell)








Margaret Hale:


I wish I could tell you how lonely I am. How cold and harsh it is here. Everywhere there is conflict and unkindness. I think God has forsaken this place. I believe I have seen hell and it’s white, it’s snow-white.


John Thorton:
“Miss Hale, I didn’t just come here to thank you. I came… because… I think it… very likely… I know I’ve never found myself in this position before. It’s… difficult to find the words. Miss Hale, my feelings for you… are very strong…”


“I’m well aware that in your eyes at least, I’m not a gentleman. But I think I deserve to know why I am offensive.”


“I spoke to you about my feelings because I love you; I had no thought for your reputation!”
“I don’t want to possess you! I wish to marry you because I love you!”
“One minute we talk of the colour of fruit, the next of love. How does that happen?”


Margaret Hale: I’m sorry.
John Thornton: For what? That you find my feelings for you offensive? Or that you assume because I’m in trade I’m only capable of thinking in terms of buying and selling? Or that I take pleasure in sending my employees to an early grave?
Margaret Hale: No! No, no, of course not. I’m… I’m sorry… to be so blunt. I’ve not learnt how to… how to refuse… how to respond when a… when a man talks to me as you just have.
John Thornton: Oh, there are others? This happens to you every day. Of course. You must have to disappoint so many men that offer you their heart.
Margaret Hale: Please, understand Mr. Thornton…
John Thornton: I do understand. I understand you completely.


4. Rhett Butler and Scarlett O’Hara – Gone with the Wind


Scarlett: Rhett, Rhett… Rhett, if you go, where shall I go? What shall I do?
Rhett Butler: Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.


Scarlett: Sir, you are no gentleman.
Rhett Butler: And you, Miss, are no lady.








Scarlett: Cathleen, Who’s that?
Cathleen Calvert: Who?
Scarlett: That man looking at us and smiling? The nasty dark one?
Cathleen Calvert: My dear don’t you know? Thats Rhett Butler! He’s from Charleston, he has the most terrible reputation!
Scarlett: He looks as if he knows what I look like without my shimmy.


Rhett Butler: No, I don’t think I will kiss you, although you need kissing, badly. That’s what’s wrong with you. You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how.


Scarlett: [pleads with Rhett as he is about to leave to join the Confederate Army] Oh, Rhett! Please, don’t go! You can’t leave me! Please! I’ll never forgive you!
Rhett Butler: I’m not asking you to forgive me. I’ll never understand or forgive myself. And if a bullet gets me, so help me, I’ll laugh at myself for being an idiot. There’s one thing I do know… and that is that I love you, Scarlett. In spite of you and me and the whole silly world going to pieces around us, I love you. Because we’re alike. Bad lots, both of us. Selfish and shrewd. But able to look things in the eyes as we call them by their right names.
Scarlett: [struggles] Don’t hold me like that!
Rhett Butler: [holds her tighter] Scarlett! Look at me! I’ve loved you more than I’ve ever loved any woman and I’ve waited for you longer than I’ve ever waited for any woman.
[kisses her forhead]
Scarlett: [turns her face away] Let me alone!
Rhett Butler: [forces her to look him in the eyes] Here’s a soldier of the South who loves you, Scarlett. Wants to feel your arms around him, wants to carry the memory of your kisses into battle with him. Never mind about loving me, you’re a woman sending a soldier to his death with a beautiful memory. Scarlett! Kiss me! Kiss me… once…
[he kisses her]


5. Gilbert Blythe and Anne Shirley – Anne of Green Gables Series (Lucy Maud Montgomery)






Anne Shirley: I don’t want marble halls and sunbursts, all I want is you.
Anne Shirley: You just think that you love me.
Gilbert Blythe: Anne, I’ve loved you as long as I can remember. I need you.
Anne Shirley: I feel as though someone’s handed me the moon… and I don’t exactly know what to do with it.


Anne Shirley: I’ve made up my mind to go to my grave unwept, unhonored and unsung.
Gilbert Blythe: But not unpublished.
Gilbert Blythe: You know, every day I would pick a different memory of you and play it over and over and over again in my mind, until every hair, every freckle, every part of you was exactly as I remembered.












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My Love – A few of my favourite things April 15, 2010


Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens;
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens;
Brown paper packages tied up with strings;
These are a few of my favorite things.

Cream-colored ponies and crisp apple strudels;
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles;
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings;
These are a few of my favorite things.

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes;
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes;
Silver-white winters that melt into springs;
These are a few of my favorite things.



Brevity is over-rated!
I can’t describe myself in 25 words or less – therefore, I dedicate this post to myself and some of my favourite things!


There was a phase on Facebook that people started tagging their friends as characters from Mr.Men and Little Miss, on several different occasions, I was tagged as Little Miss Bossy, Giggles, Chatterbox, Late and Fickle. I don’t deny I possess these character traits, I just can’t believe no one identified me as the little miss that lives in a mansion with a golden bathtub and wants that hat she saw in the store and had to have it. Like Little Miss Splendid, I would also refuse to take that bus, but my shiny new hat will be safe from the rain, because I always carry an umbrella – true story!


I have many interests and I dabble – I am curious about everything but I lack persistence and I am also very easily distracted, so I move on to a new POI before mastering the previous one.



Here are some of my favourite things:

I love beautiful things – especially seeing beauty where others don’t.

I love business, accounting, finance and law – Having a Commerce degree means I should be share trading savvy right? Not really.

I love travelling and photography – One day I will travel the world and see all the beauty the world has to offer and capture them both with my memory and my camera.

I love fashion and shopping – Like most girls, I am tragically fashion-obsessed (but in our defence, we are merely stimulating the much-needed-to-be-stimulated economy).

I love daydreaming and gossiping – that’s how I stay sane 😛

I love flowers and perfumes – experiencing beauty with all my senses. I will definitely dedicate a post to my favourite flowers and my perfume collection.

I love music and arts – especially classical music and French impressionism.

I love theatre/musical and BBC miniseries – I wish we can all just break out into songs or dress like we live in a period Drama.>

I love horoscopes and Greek mythology – there is more to horoscope than your weekly horoscope prediction and Greek mythology is not just about incest!

I love literature and poetry – I love reading, I love books and libraries, and yes I am a total nerd and a hopeless romantic, but


Above all, I love LOVE!