London 1862. Sue Trinder, orphaned at birth, grows up among petty thieves- fingersmiths- under the rough but loving care of Mrs Sucksby and her "family". But from the moment she draws breath, Sue's fate is linked to that of another orphan growing up in a gloomy mansion not too many miles away.
read more"We were all more or less thieves at Lant Street. But we were that kind of thief that rather eased the dodgy deed along, than did it … We could pass anything, anything at all, at speeds which would astonish you. There was only one thing, in fact, that had come and got stuck – one thing that... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
“... you are a man and might do anything. I am a woman and might do nothing.”Maud Lilly
Everybody in my world knew that regular work was only another name for being robbed and dying of boredom.Highlighted by 10 Kindle customers
Is this desire? How queer that I, of all people, should not know! But I thought desire smaller, neater; I supposed it bound to its own organs as taste is bound to the mouth, vision to the eye. This feeling haunts and inhabits me, like a sickness. It covers me, like skin.Highlighted by 8 Kindle customers
But words, Hawtrey, words—hmm? They seduce us in darkness, and the mind clothes and fleshes them to fashions of its own.Highlighted by 7 Kindle customers
We were thinking of secrets. Real secrets, and snide. Too many to count. When I try now to sort out who knew what and who knew nothing, who knew everything and who was a fraud, I have to stop and give it up, it makes my head spin.Highlighted by 7 Kindle customers
There is no patience so terrible as that of the deranged. I have seen lunatics labour at endless tasks—conveying sand from one leaking cup into another; counting the stitches in a fraying gown, or the motes in a sunbeam; filling invisible ledgers with the resulting sums. Had they been gentlemen, and rich—instead of women—then perhaps they would have passed as scholars and commanded staffs.—I cannot say.Highlighted by 7 Kindle customers
The book is called The Curtain Drawn Up, or the Education of Laura.Highlighted by 7 Kindle customers
And so you see it is love—not scorn, not malice; only love—that makes me harm her, in the end.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
Should I struggle, it will draw me deep into itself, and I will drown. I do not wish, then, to do that. I cease struggling at all, and surrender myself to its viscid, circular currents.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
I gaze through the lozenge of glass at the road we have travelled—a winding red road, made cloudy by dust, like a thread of blood escaping from my heart.Highlighted by 5 Kindle customers
There might as well have been grooves laid for us in the floorboards; we might have glided on sticks. There might have been a great handle set into the side of the house, and a great hand windingHighlighted by 4 Kindle customers
Part 1: Chapters One - Six
Part 2: Chapters Seven - Thirteen
Part 3: Chapters Fourteen - Seventeen
Preceded by Family Matters, and followed by The Double.
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