Poor Miss Finch
1872
What happens when a blind woman suddenly sees the man she loves? This is the electrifying question at the heart of Wilkie Collins' 1872 sensation novel. Lucilla Finch has lived in darkness her entire life, her world shaped by voice and touch alone. When medical intervention restores her sight, she confronts a nightmare: two identical brothers, one noble and one villainous, both in love with her. Now she can finally see her suitor, but can she see his soul? Collins constructs a devastating irony: sight becomes a kind of blindness. The man who truly cherishes her appears common and dull. The deceiver wears a beautiful mask. As Lucilla must choose between brothers who share the same face, Collins delivers a piercing examination of how we see, and fail to see, the people closest to us. With the narrative drive of his famous mysteries and a heroine whose interior life Collins renders with startling empathy, this is Victorian fiction that asks what it really means to look.
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“Now I will be anything else you please, except dull. You may say I have been dull already? As I am an honest woman, I don't agree with you. There are some people who bring dull minds to their reading - and them blame the writer for it. I say no more.””
— Wilkie Collins
“A man with delicately-strung nerves often says and does things which often lead us to think more meanly of him than he deserves. It is his great misfortune constantly to present himself at his worst. On the other hand, a man provided with nerves vigorously constituted, is provided also with a constitutional health and a hardihood wich express themselves brightly in his manners, and which lead to a mistaken impression that his nature is what it appears to be on the surface. Having good health, he has good spirits. Having good spirits, he wins as an agreeable companion on the persons with whom he comes in contact - although he may be hiding all the while, under an outer covering which is physically wholesome, an inner nature which is morally diseased.””
— Wilkie Collins
“You may scold your carpenter, when he has made a bad table, though you can't make a table yourself.' I say to you - 'Mr. Finch, you may point out a defect in a baby's petticoats, though you haven't got a baby yourself!' Doesn't that satisfy you? All right! Take another illustration. Look at your room here. I can see in the twinkling of an eye, that it's badly lit. You have only got one window - you ought to have two. Is it necessary to be a practical builder to discover that? Absurd! Are you satisfied now? No! Take another illustration. What's this printed paper, here, on the chimney-piece? Assessed Taxes. Ha! Assessed Taxes will do. You're not in the House of Commons; you're not a Chancellor of the Exchequer - but haven't you an opinion of your own about taxation, in spite of that? Must you and I be in Parliament before we can presume to see that the feeble old British Constitution is at its last gasp?””
— Wilkie Collins
“A man with delicately-strung nerves says and does things which often lead us to think more meanly of him than he deserves. It is his great misfortune constantly to present himself at his worst. On the other hand, a man provided with nerves vigorously constituted, is provided also with a constitutional health and hardihood which express themselves brightly in his manners, and which lead to a mistaken impression that his nature is what it appears to be on the surface. Having good health, he has good spirits. Having good spirits, he wins as an agreeable companion on the persons with whom he comes in contact”
— Wilkie Collins
“One of the strangest peculiarities in the humbler ranks of the English people, is the sort of solemn relish which they have for talking of their own misfortunes. To be the objects of a calamity of any kind, seems to raise them in their own estimations.””
— Wilkie Collins
“The cleverest people commit occasional lapses into stupidity”
— Wilkie Collins
“I find novels compose my mind. Do you read novels too? - Reverend Finch's wife””
— Wilkie Collins
“Excuse my dress. I was half an hour late this morning. When you lose half an hour in this house, you never can pick it up again, try how you may. -Reverend Finch's wife””
— Wilkie Collins
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