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domingo, 10 de junho de 2012

Wrong impressions and things left unsaid

Hello, hello.

Darcy and Lizzy are in dire straits at this point of Friendship of a special kind or 'How William Darcy persuaded Lizzy Bennett to love again.' It´s a difficult time for them, a time to reevaluate and choose what to do next.
'I'm not sure how to react, this pressure, Love...'


'No pressure, Liz. Our life is not a pressure.'

Anything counts, for the wrong reasons. Anything can hurt more their bruised hearts. A sly look, a half word, unintended remark. Wrong impressions can be powerful.

There are lovely songs about that, like Natlie Imbruglia's Wrong impressions.

Much unhappiness has come into the world because of bewilderment and things left unsaid.

Fyodor Dostoevsky


Things left unsaid are ballistic. Those can lead to wrong impressions, that lead to certainties, that lead to disaster.

Sometimes one creates a dynamic impression by saying something, and sometimes one creates as significant an impression by remaining silent.

Dalai Lama

Clarisse Lispector, a diva of Brazilian lit said that:

When you love it's not necessary to understand what goes on outside since everything goes on inside of you.

Quando se ama não é preciso entender o que se passa lá fora, pois tudo passa a acontecer dentro de nós.

 

Yes but, what if we are in a bad trip? What if we think we are on the spot all the time, always on the verge of doom?


Legião urbana sings:

I've cut myself in a thousand pieces   Me fiz em mil pedaços
So you would glue together  
Pra você juntar
And I always searched  
E queria sempre achar
Explanation for what I felt   
Explicação pro que eu sentia.
Like a fallen angel   
Como um anjo caído
I forced myself to foget   
Fiz questão de esquecer
That self lie   
Que mentir pra si mesmo
Is always the worst kind of lie   
É sempre a pior mentira,
But  I'm not anymore   
Mas não sou mais
Such a child to pretend to know it all  
Tão criança a ponto de saber tudo.


I finish with another perfect quote, Clarice knew about stuff.

Passei a vida tentando corrigir os erros que cometi na minha ânsia de acertar.

I spent my life trying to right the mistakes I made on my eagerness to succeed.


 Well, let's wait and see how they'll work it out.

'Black bird' by The Beatles was this chapter's song. I love it... So poetic...


Disclaimer: All images were found on Google.

quarta-feira, 18 de abril de 2012

Hunsford!


Morning! 
Another post from sunny and hot Rio. Now we’re not melting under 40º degrees but just as stuffy.

Stuffy too is Darcy´s head… No matter how much we retell his lovely story, he always does the wrong thing… He doesn´t seem to avoid Hunsford.

In canon, he tries to propose and Lizzy tells him to shove his good intentions up ***. Here in Friendship of a special kind or ‘How Darcy persuaded Lizzy’, he merely invites her for a hot week. But oh, so daftly…

Keeping Hunsford in mind and waiting for Sunday’s post – worth waiting, I guarantee – I listed several Hunsfords. Maybe studying it we can help Mr Darcy overcome its disaster!


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Austenonly tells us all about BBC 1995 Hunsford.
 

How about a stay in Hunsford, I mean, really! Hunsford suite at 'Come right Inn' B&B. All rooms are named after Austen sites!

Depending on how much you enjoy it, you can even buy a house at Hunsford St., corner with Pemberley Drive (!!!), or maybe in Cincinnati.

Look at this adorable proposal, his heart on a platter! How could she say no? Well, we all know why she did... You can have adorable itens or just brouse the lovely map.
The Sims version =D

Playmobil version for 1995 Hunsford and 2005 rainy gazebo. =D
not even a Playmobil Darcy can resist taking a picture with late poet Carlos Drummond de Andrade´s statue at Copacabana beach! haha

1940 Hunsford, conspicously like Scarlett O'hara... I wonder what inspired what.

1980 Hunsford, where Lizzy is too... girly?


1995 Hunsford, Firth.... *sigh*


2005 Hunsford, wet! 


And last but definetly not least, McFadyen READS Hunsford! Oh, Lord! Jane must be so proud of her writings!...
 

Add your fave Hunsford too! Comment.
Bj, see you.