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  Love and unity between two identities in Emily Brontë’s Wuthering Heights   By: Shaymaa A.   “ Nelly, I am Heathcliff- he’s always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being ” (Bronte et al., 2009)        The notion of perfect unity between two selves which are in love is an ancient idea. It is a quality where both lovers exist in one metaphysical entity: “ He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. ” it is a point that enhances the supernaturalism and metaphysical elements in the novel. Brontë had made use of this utter amalgamation of selves between Heathcliff and Catherine, “ If all perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and, if all else remained and, he were annihilated, the Universe would turn to a mighty stranger ” (pg. 73). The prior line expresses the inevitable and great necessity for Cathy to exist in juxt...

I am subdued; Tell mother that my disposition done; The odds are greater Than our will Our eyes are lighter Than glimmers that could enter the heart and fill.   I am greatly subdued; My letters to you, friend, are long and weary; The ship seems to sail arduously Of wreckage and wounds it contemplates My hands pull the sailboat’s ropes vigorously  But out of redness of wounds they capitulate.   I am submissively subdued; My journals, dear brother, are untidy, unclear; In the corner I lie awake And the shore is heavy to bear the agony Out of paper, new sailboats I make And out of demolishment, play I a symphony   I am furiously subdued; I apologize for my handwriting, my sister, I have been ill; My building legs speak to me in pain But I tell that my plan is to go well Here, in a solitude, I hear that I am sane My ship is ready; finally do I place the ringing bell.   I am all, but subdued; To you, dear love...

I met a traveler from an antique land Who said- "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone stand in the desert...Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed; And on the pedestal, these words appear: My name is Ozymandias, Kings of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away."     -'Ozymandias' by Horace Smith and Percy B. Shelley © Photo by goodreads

If you write a lot, whether essays, articles, blogs, etc. then you need to use  Word hippo .     I always struggle when I'm writing an article for my literature course or a blog post on my site in finding alternatives of words with similar denotations. Word hippo offers a perfect platform for absolutely everyone and 100% for free to search: 1. Synonyms 2. Antonyms 3. Definitions 4. Rhymes 5. Plural/Singular 6. Noun/verb word formations And so much more. Word Hippo does not only offer its services in English, but in Spanish, Dutch, French, and Italian! So it works as the perfect guide for multiple languages. One thing that I both love and hate about  Word Hippo  is that it provides a HUGE library of your search query, so if you are a starter in a particular language, it might be difficult for you to choose which is the correct choice suitable to your case. However, it is rarely a disadvantage for a site to provide a sea-deep search, I think it aims at providing a...

     I am an un-inherently pessimist      Wandering my way through vacuum for optimism           "Why?"       I question-      Do I relinquish all positive paths to be there?       They say  'STORM' a 'HINDRANCE' or an 'ENDING'     To be a 'challenge'      what an excuse!      Death by no means     of its conduct knows      ‘A challenge’      And life by no means of its conducts knows      an 'excuse'        I am an un-inherently pessimist      I marvel at their      ‘Optimism’.      I say       You are hope and am I the contrary      You are life      And am I the same        but revolutionary      ...

“Vladimir: What do we do now? Estragon: Wait. Vladimir: Yes, but while waiting. Estragon: What about hanging ourselves? Vladimir: Hmm. It'd give us an erection. Estragon: (highly excited). An erection! Vladimir: With all that follows. Where it falls mandrakes grow. That's why they shriek when you pull them up. Did you not know that? Estragon: Let's hang ourselves immediately!”     ―  Samuel Beckett,  Waiting for Godot © Photograph by ThoughtCo.

“Don’t let us forget that the causes of human actions are usually immeasurably more complex and varied than our subsequent explanations of them.” ―   Fyodor Dostoevsky ,  The Idiot      F yodor Mikhaylovich Dostoyevsky was born in Moscow, Russia in 1821. Writer and novelist of major works that depict psychological profundity. " He specialized in the analysis of pathological states of mind that lead to insanity, murder, and suicide and in the exploration of the emotions of humiliation, self-destruction, tyrannical domination, and murderous rage"( Encyclopædia Britannica , 2020). Author of White Nights (1848), The Idiot (1869), Crime and punishment (1866), and The Brothers Karamazov (1880), Dostoyevsky exploits profound and potent mental and psychological downfalls that man is constantly exposed to. © Photo by Wikipedia        

From literary analysis and fun online quizzes to subjects like Biology and Mathematics! Spark Notes is here to aid you if time is running out for reading a novel by tomorrow or when your study materials are arduous to understand.   I personally use spark notes only when I have trouble with translation of texts, like 'Othello' by William Shakespeare; a feature that's it available on the website under the name: 'No Fear Shakespeare' . As Literature/language students, we should try to interpret and use our creative and literary analysis of our own before relying on ready-made notes. I remember there was a student in our university who was my friend, unfortunately, her language level wasn't the best and decided to study merely from outside notes and essays, to the point that she rarely opened the book! That, of course, was the main catalyst for the dropping of her performance in a literature course.    We should all remember that we are all critics, somehow thor...

"Dying Is an art, like everything else.    I do it exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell.    I do it so it feels real. I guess you could say I’ve a call."         -Sylvia Plath, Lady Lazarus        S ylvia Plath was an American novelist and poet, known for her works like 'The Bell Jar' and poetry collections, 'Ariel,  and 'The Colossus'. Her love for writing was discovered from an early age. started by keeping a journal. After her husband left her for another woman in 1962, Plath fell into a deep depression. Struggling with her mental illness, she wrote  The Bell Jar  (1963), her only novel, which was based on her life and deals with one young woman's mental breakdown. Plath published the novel under the pseudonym, Victoria Lucas. She also created the poems that would make up the collection  Ariel  (1965), which was released after her death. Plath committ...