906 pages! Finally starting on this cathedral of words that epitomizes Victorian fiction. The door stopper of a book is George Eliot’s masterpiece. Virginia Woolf once said this is one of the few English novels written for grown-up people, in spite of its few imperfections.
Like any other novel of comparable length, there’s an epic quality to Middlemarch and the origin is as complex as the growth is slow. Eliot expounds on her principles of humanity, and exudes lively Tolstoyan sense of individuals enmeshed in their society. In a larger sense, Eliot’s herpine’s fate dramatizes another of the novel’s major themes, the place of women in a changing but still patriarchal society.
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