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3.47 AVERAGE
3.47 AVERAGE
"Must it ever be thus, - that the source of our happiness must also be the fountain of our misery?"
How tragic! and yet how beautiful. (yep, I know I've said this quite a lot, but I do love sad, beautiful stuffs sooo...) Was it just me or do you enjoy being all daisies and sunshine one moment then sad and wretched the next? Just me? Okay.
"Love is natural; but you must love within bounds."
JOT THIS DOWN, MR. WERTHER.
"Human nature has its limits. It is able to endure a certain degree of joy, sorrow, and pain, but becomes annihilated as soon as this measure is exceeded. The question, therefore, is not whether a man is strong or weak, but whether he is able to endure the measure of his sufferings. "
I have read books about women so consumed by passion so intense they died (or kill themselves blabla) but that of a man's, I have not yet encountered until I perused this book. And how I loved the freaking' drama! To read of one's sorrows and joy is one thing, but to behold this raw, all-consuming, and intense emotion is a whole different thing altogether.
"A man under the influence of violent passion loses all power of reflection and is regarded as intoxicated or insane."
It was rare to see a man hopelessly devoted to a woman he can't have and not harm or abuse her (he did confess of having conceived the idea but whatever). More often than not, a man is bound to use brute force to take possession of a woman as if she's merely a thing to be owned. But Werther's love was pure and profound although obsessive and creepy, I have to admit. I shudder to think how he reveres everything she touched (if you find that romantic, get checked).
"She is to me a sacred being. All passion is still in her presence."
Wakey-wakey, Werther. You are a little dense I have to admit.
"It is just as absurd to call a man coward who destroys himself, as to call a man a coward who dies of a malignant fever. "
DEBATABLE.
How tragic! and yet how beautiful. (yep, I know I've said this quite a lot, but I do love sad, beautiful stuffs sooo...) Was it just me or do you enjoy being all daisies and sunshine one moment then sad and wretched the next? Just me? Okay.
"Love is natural; but you must love within bounds."
JOT THIS DOWN, MR. WERTHER.
"Human nature has its limits. It is able to endure a certain degree of joy, sorrow, and pain, but becomes annihilated as soon as this measure is exceeded. The question, therefore, is not whether a man is strong or weak, but whether he is able to endure the measure of his sufferings. "
I have read books about women so consumed by passion so intense they died (or kill themselves blabla) but that of a man's, I have not yet encountered until I perused this book. And how I loved the freaking' drama! To read of one's sorrows and joy is one thing, but to behold this raw, all-consuming, and intense emotion is a whole different thing altogether.
"A man under the influence of violent passion loses all power of reflection and is regarded as intoxicated or insane."
It was rare to see a man hopelessly devoted to a woman he can't have and not harm or abuse her (he did confess of having conceived the idea but whatever). More often than not, a man is bound to use brute force to take possession of a woman as if she's merely a thing to be owned. But Werther's love was pure and profound although obsessive and creepy, I have to admit. I shudder to think how he reveres everything she touched (if you find that romantic, get checked).
"She is to me a sacred being. All passion is still in her presence."
Wakey-wakey, Werther. You are a little dense I have to admit.
"It is just as absurd to call a man coward who destroys himself, as to call a man a coward who dies of a malignant fever. "
DEBATABLE.
I began as a distinctly hostile reader, since I mostly know this book in the context of the worst rakes in other 18thC novels using it as an excuse for their own horrible behaviour, but it actually won me over. Werther himself was more endearing and pitiable than I had expected, and despite knowing from the beginning how it would all end, I was moved.
Right so. You know the person Werther writes all the letters to? His name is Wilhelm. We learn maybe two things about him from the book. Anyway, he's my favourite character. Everyone else is annoying at some level with the possible exception of Albert, though he has his moments too.
Werther has the emotional intelligence of a five yearold child (no offense meant to the children, only to Werther who is a grown man) and it's so difficult to put up with all his nonsense.
That being said, I had a lot of fun discussing this book with my friends which is why I didn't rate this book with 1 star (maybe 2, but that's a bit of a stretch).
Werther has the emotional intelligence of a five yearold child (no offense meant to the children, only to Werther who is a grown man) and it's so difficult to put up with all his nonsense.
That being said, I had a lot of fun discussing this book with my friends which is why I didn't rate this book with 1 star (maybe 2, but that's a bit of a stretch).
challenging
dark
emotional
reflective
sad
medium-paced
only reason I'm giving this book 3 stars is because of the quality of the writing
Werther is insufferable and I'm glad he k1ll3d himself. First good thing that narcissistic prick who invented the Nice Guy™ did in his life.
I'm too much of a cynic to enjoy this book. Not all male yearning is good.
Werther is insufferable and I'm glad he k1ll3d himself. First good thing that narcissistic prick who invented the Nice Guy™ did in his life.
I'm too much of a cynic to enjoy this book. Not all male yearning is good.
fast-paced
challenging
dark
emotional
reflective
sad
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
dark
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes