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Om eerlijk te zijn: Vrijdag jl. nog tijdens een beurs voor stertende huisartsen. Een aardig gesprek over de gevolgen van de crisis in de jaren 30 voor de familie Joad (John Steinbeck, Grapes of Wrath).
Geplaatst op: zondag 30 mei 2010 | Door: Harry
vraag me af of er uberhaupt nog boeken van kwaliteit worden gelezen door de jongere generaties.......
naast de thematiek van het boek is ook de woordspeling en het taalgebruik een verademing bij hetgeen nu doorgaat als nederlands.
we spreken over straattaal, groepstaal en nog veel meer als het maar makkelijk en snel is.
vader van 3 kinderen in de puberteit, ze zijn met iets anders bezig en gaan daar geheel in op, zoals ook wij dat deden.
alleen wij moesten nogal wat boeken lezen voor onze lijst, wat ik daaraan heb over gehouden, een liefde voor lezen en wel van boeken waarin het Nederlands een genot is om in meegenomen te worden.
ik zie mijn oudste kind nu zich verwonderen en hij krijgt de liefde ook te pakken.
met hem kan ik deels beleven waar u bovenstaand naar vraagt, zoals ook met enkele mensen met gelijke achtergrond en leeftijd en gelukkig mijn echtgenote.
Geplaatst op: zondag 30 mei 2010 | Door: freek
Ja hoor, er worden nog steeds boeken van kwaliteit gelezen door de jongere generatie. De bezoekers van het forum van JaneAusten.nl zijn gemiddeld een jaar of 20 en lezen volop. Wie mee wil doen: www.janeausten.nl
Geplaatst op: zondag 30 mei 2010 | Door: Karin ()
Jazeker Freek. The great gatsby, Nine Stories by Salinger, Oblomow van Gontsjarow, de werken van Dostojevski en zo kan ik nog wel even doorgaan... Het liefst een roman van kwaliteit. Het overgrote deel van de jongeren, uitzonderingen daargelaten, zijn niet geinteresseerd in literatuur of in lezen over het algemeen. Ik kan mijn passie dan ook niet echt delen met vrienden. Er zijn er wel een paar die enigzins geinteresseerd zijn in literatuur maar toch komt ons referentiekader, zoals Karel van het Reve dat eens prachtig beschreef, niet bepaald overeen. Van mijn ouders heb ik deze passie ook niet. Je moet het gewoon zelf ontdekken. Overigens ben ik het verder met uw reactie volledig eens.
Ik benieuwd naar dat forum. Al had het van mij wel een andere naam mogen dragen.
Geplaatst op: zondag 30 mei 2010 | Door: N. Davidson
Ik ben benieuwd
Geplaatst op: zondag 30 mei 2010 | Door: N. Davidson
Al enige weken vraag ik mij af waarom de personages van Jane Austen als brown, very brown en black worden beschreven, maar door witte, blonde personen worden gespeeld. Marianne Dashwood was 'very brown.' Maar wordt gespeeld door Kate Winslet! Austen was zelf ook zeer bruin, zoals uit de beschrijvigen hieronder volgt, en erg trots op haar kleur, die onmogelijk een 'kleurtje' genoemd kan worden. Het is hetzelfde met barones Belle van Zuylen, en Baronne Madame de Staël, haar tijdgenoten. De eerste schreef dat zij 'niet de witte handen heeft' en de tweede was 'too swarthy' en had 'bad complexion' in de zin van een zwarte huid. Haar minnaar Benjamin Constant had 'very bad complexion.' Dus nog zwarter. Hij was van Franse adel.
http://www.jasa.net.au/images/austen.htm
Jane Austen Society of Australia
Jane Austen
"In person she was very attractive; her figure was rather tall and slender, her step light and firm, and her whole appearance expressive of health and animation. In complexion she was a clear brunette with a rich colour; she had full round cheeks, with mouth and nose small and wellformed bright hazel eyes, and brown hair forming natural curls close round her face."
James-Edward Austen,
Jane's nephew
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"... certainly pretty-bright & a good deal of colour in her face – like a doll – no that would not give at all the idea for she had so much expression – she was like a child – quite a child very lively and full of humour."
Mr Fowle,
family friend
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"... her's was the first face I can remember thinking pretty ... Her hair, a darkish brown, curled naturally – it was in short curls round her face...Her face was rather round than long – she had a bright but not a pink colour – a clear brown complexion and very good hazel eyes. Her hair, a darkish brown, curled naturally, it was in short curls around her face. She always wore a cap ... before she left Steventon she was established as a very pretty girl, in the opinion of most of her neighbours."
Caroline Austen,
Jane's niece
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"Her hair was dark brown and curled naturally, her large dark eyes were widely opened and expressive. She had clear brown skin and blushed so brightly and so readily."
An early description of young Jane at Steventon by Sir Egerton Brydges
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"She was tall and slender; her face was rounded with a clear brunette complexion and bright hazel eyes. Her curly brown hair
escaped all round her forehead, but from the time of her coming to live at Chawton she always wore a cap, except when her nieces had her in London and forbade it."
Edward Austen Leigh of Jane's appearence in the years just after the family left Southampton
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" Her stature rather exceeded the middle height; her carriage and deportment were quiet but graceful; her complexion of the finest texture, it might with truth be said that her eloquent blood spoke through her modest
cheek."
" Her pure and eloquent blood spake in her cheeks and so distinctly wrought that you had almost said her body thought."
Henry Austen said of his sister
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Geplaatst op: dinsdag 1 juni 2010 | Door: Egmond Codfried
Hierbij de beschrijvingen van de romanpersonages van Jane Austen die allemaal bruin en erg bruin zijn. Henry Crawford is zelf zwart. Ze heeft het echt niet over mensen met een kleurtje, of zonverbrand of mensen mensen die veel buiten waren of olijfkleurige mensen etc.
MANSFIELD PARK
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When the Bertram sisters first meet Henry Crawford, they describe him as "not handsome" and "absolutely plain, black and plain"
http://goliath.ecnext.com/coms2/gi_0199-6570485/Addressing-readerly-unease-discovering-the.html
NORTHANGER ABBEY
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"Oh! They give themselves such airs. They are the most conceited creatures in the world, and think themselves of so much importance! By the by, though I have thought of it a hundred times, I have always forgot to ask you what is your favourite complexion in a man. Do you like them best dark or fair?"
"I hardly know. I never much thought about it. Something between both, I think. Brown--not fair, and--and not very dark."
"Very well, Catherine. That is exactly he. I have not forgot your description of Mr. Tilney--'a brown skin, with dark eyes, and rather dark hair.' Well, my taste is different. I prefer light eyes, and as to complexion--do you know--I like a sallow better than any other. You must not betray me, if you should ever meet with one of your acquaintance answering that description."
THE WATSONS
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Emma Watson was not more than of the middle height, well made and plump, with an air of healthy vigour. Her skin was very brown, but clear, smooth, and glowing, which, with a lively eye, a sweet smile, and an open countenance, gave beauty to attract, and expression to make that beauty improve on acquaintance.
http://www.pemberley.com/janeinfo/watsons1.html
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The next morning brought a great many visitors. It was the way of the place always to call on Mrs. Edwards the morning after a ball, and this neighbourly inclination was increased in the present instance by a general spirit of curiosity on Emma`s account, as everybody wanted to look again at the girl who had been admired the night before by Lord Osborne. Many were the eyes, and various the degrees of approbation with which she was examined. Some saw no fault, and some no beauty. With some her brown skin was the annihilation of every grace, and others could never be persuaded that she was half so handsome as Elizabeth Watson had been ten years ago.
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SENSE AND SENSIBILITY
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Chapter 10
MARIANNE'S preserver, as Margaret, with more elegance than precision, styled Willoughby, called at the cottage early the next morning, to make his personal enquiries. He was received by Mrs. Dashwood with more than politeness; with a kindness which Sir John's account of him and her own gratitude prompted; and every thing that passed during the visit tended to assure him of the sense, elegance, mutual affection, and domestic comfort of the family, to whom accident had now introduced him. Of their personal charms he had not required a second interview to be convinced.
Miss Dashwood had a delicate complexion, regular features, and a remarkably pretty figure. Marianne was still handsomer. Her form, though not so correct as her sister's, in having the advantage of height, was more striking; and her face was so lovely, that when, in the common cant of praise, she was called a beautiful girl, truth was less violently outraged than usually happens. Her skin was very brown, but, from its transparency, her complexion was uncommonly brilliant; her features were all good; her smile was sweet and attractive; and in her eyes, which were very dark, there was a life, a spirit, an eagerness, which could hardily be seen without delight. From Willoughby their expression was at first held back, by the embarrassment which the remembrance of his assistance created. But when this passed away, when her spirits became collected, when she saw that to the perfect good breeding of the gentleman, he united frankness and vivacity, and above all, when she heard him declare, that of music and dancing he was passionately fond, she gave him such a look of approbation, as secured the largest share of his discourse to herself for the rest of his stay.
http://classiclit.about.com/library/bl-etexts/jausten/bl-jausten-sen-10.htm
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In some of her final letters, Austen complained of nausea and vomiting—which she calls “bilious attacks”—as well as fatigue, fever, knee pain and discolored skin that was “black and white and every wrong colour,” as she wrote to her niece Fanny Knight. For nearly the past fifty years, biographers, literary experts and doctors have offered various diagnoses of Austen’s declining health, attempting to piece together the clues in her personal correspondence.
"I am recovering my Looks a little, which have been bad enough, black and white & every wrong colour." (Letters: p. 487)
Geplaatst op: dinsdag 1 juni 2010 | Door: Egmond Codfried
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