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Charles has responded to it with worship

Through Charles, Emma acquires poetry. But he could not possibly put into words what she means to him, and if he could have articulated a thought on the subject, would have declared that she had brought poetry into his life. This is so. There was no poetry with his first wife, the widow. Emma’s bea…

—p.91 Writing on the Wall On Madame Bovary (72) by Mary McCarthy
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they are alluding, through those coins, to their inner riches

In Emma’s day, mass-produced culture had not yet reached the masses; it was still a bourgeois affair and mixed up, characteristically, with a notion of taste and discrimination—a notion that persists in advertising. Rodolphe in his château would be a perfect photographic model for whiskey or tobacc…

—p.88 On Madame Bovary (72) by Mary McCarthy
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2 days, 22 hours ago

if Anna had not met Vronsky on the train

Emma does not see the difference. She is disappointed in both her lovers and in “love” itself. Her principal emotions are jealousy and possessiveness, which represent the strong, almost angry movement of her will. In other words, she is a very ordinary middle-class woman, with banal expectations of…

—p.85 On Madame Bovary (72) by Mary McCarthy
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the judge’s view of a merino ram

Rodolphe is superior to Léon, in that his triteness is a calculation. An accomplished comedian, he is not disturbed, at the agricultural fair, by the drone of the voice awarding money prizes for animal flesh, manure, and flax, while he pours his passionate platitudes into Emma’s fluttered ears. “Te…

—p.85 On Madame Bovary (72) by Mary McCarthy
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yet he became Madame Bovary

All novelists do this, but Flaubert went beyond the usual call of duty. Madame Bovary was not Flaubert, certainly; yet he became Madame Bovary and all the accessories to her story, her lovers, her husband, her little greyhound, the corset lace that hissed around her hips like a slithery grass snake…

—p.77 On Madame Bovary (72) by Mary McCarthy