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Themes in The Awakening
Themes Examples in The Awakening:
Chapter III
🔒"She liked money as well as most women, and accepted it with no little satisfaction...." See in text (Chapter III)
"An indescribable oppression, which seemed to generate in some unfamiliar part of her consciousness, filled her whole being with a vague anguish. It was like a shadow, like a mist passing across her soul's summer day..." See in text (Chapter III)
Chapter V
🔒"She did not remonstrate, except again to repulse him quietly but firmly. He offered no apology...." See in text (Chapter V)
"Mrs. Pontellier was glad he had not assumed a similar rôle toward herself...." See in text (Chapter V)
"intimacy and camaraderie...." See in text (Chapter V)
Chapter VI
🔒"This may seem like a ponderous weight of wisdom to descend upon the soul of a young woman of twenty-eight—perhaps more wisdom than the Holy Ghost is usually pleased to vouchsafe to any woman...." See in text (Chapter VI)
"In short, Mrs. Pontellier was beginning to realize her position in the universe as a human being, and to recognize her relations as an individual to the world within and about her. ..." See in text (Chapter VI)
Chapter VII
🔒"At a very early period she had apprehended instinctively the dual life—that outward existence which conforms, the inward life which questions...." See in text (Chapter VII)
Chapter IX
🔒"Edna was what she herself called very fond of music...." See in text (Chapter IX)
"She was a disagreeable little woman, no longer young, who had quarreled with almost every one, owing to a temper which was self-assertive and a disposition to trample upon the rights of others...." See in text (Chapter IX)
Chapter XI
🔒"to feel again the realities pressing into her soul...." See in text (Chapter XI)
" You must come in the house instantly..." See in text (Chapter XI)
"daily treadmill of the life..." See in text (Chapter XI)
Chapter XV
🔒"“So was I,” he blurted. “Perhaps that's the—” ..." See in text (Chapter XV)
Chapter XVI
🔒"Robert's going had some way taken the brightness, the color, the meaning out of everything...." See in text (Chapter XVI)
Chapter XVIII
🔒"Edna vaguely wondered what she meant by “life's delirium.” It had crossed her thought like some unsought, extraneous impression...." See in text (Chapter XVIII)
Chapter XIX
🔒"He could see plainly that she was not herself. That is, he could not see that she was becoming herself and daily casting aside that fictitious self which we assume like a garment with which to appear before the world..." See in text (Chapter XIX)
"There were days when she was very happy without knowing why...." See in text (Chapter XIX)
Chapter XXI
🔒"To be an artist includes much; one must possess many gifts—absolute gifts—which have not been acquired by one's own effort. And, moreover, to succeed, the artist must possess the courageous soul..." See in text (Chapter XXI)
Chapter XXII
🔒"“She's got some sort of notion in her head concerning the eternal rights of women; and you understand—we meet in the morning at the breakfast table.”..." See in text (Chapter XXII)
Chapter XXV
🔒"The atmosphere of the stables and the breath of the blue grass paddock revived in her memory and lingered in her nostrils...." See in text (Chapter XXV)
"It was not despair; but it seemed to her as if life were passing by, leaving its promise broken and unfulfilled. Yet there were other days when she listened, was led on and deceived by fresh promises which her youth held out to her...." See in text (Chapter XXV)
Chapter XXVI
🔒"“Do? Nothing, except feel glad and happy to be alive.” ..." See in text (Chapter XXVI)
Chapter XXVII
🔒"But some way I can't convince myself that I am. I must think about it.”..." See in text (Chapter XXVII)
Chapter XXIX
🔒"But she laughed and looked at him with eyes that at once gave him courage to wait and made it torture to wait...." See in text (Chapter XXIX)
Chapter XXXII
🔒"There was with her a feeling of having descended in the social scale, with a corresponding sense of having risen in the spiritual...." See in text (Chapter XXXII)
"There was with her a feeling of having descended in the social scale, with a corresponding sense of having risen in the spiritual. Every step which she took toward relieving herself from obligations added to her strength and expansion as an individual. She began to look with her own eyes; to see and to apprehend the deeper undercurrents of life. ..." See in text (Chapter XXXII)
"He hoped she had not acted upon her rash impulse; and he begged her to consider first, foremost, and above all else, what people would say. ..." See in text (Chapter XXXII)
Chapter XXXV
🔒"only the promise of excessive joy...." See in text (Chapter XXXV)
Chapter XXXVI
🔒"“I promised...." See in text (Chapter XXXVI)
"It was you who awoke me last summer out of a life-long, stupid dream...." See in text (Chapter XXXVI)
"“You have been a very, very foolish boy, wasting your time dreaming of impossible things when you speak of Mr. Pontellier setting me free! I am no longer one of Mr. Pontellier's possessions to dispose of or not. I give myself where I choose. If he were to say, ‘Here, Robert, take her and be happy; she is yours,’ I should laugh at you both.”..." See in text (Chapter XXXVI)
Chapter XXXVII
🔒"With an inward agony, with a flaming, outspoken revolt against the ways of Nature, she witnessed the scene of torture...." See in text (Chapter XXXVII)
"Her own like experiences seemed far away, unreal, and only half remembered...." See in text (Chapter XXXVII)
Chapter XXXIX
🔒"There was the hum of bees, and the musky odor of pinks filled the air. ..." See in text (Chapter XXXIX)
"There was no human being whom she wanted near her except Robert; and she even realized that the day would come when he, too, and the thought of him would melt out of her existence, leaving her alone. The children appeared before her like antagonists who had overcome her; who had overpowered and sought to drag her into the soul's slavery for the rest of her days...." See in text (Chapter XXXIX)
"Beholding Mrs. Pontellier make her appearance, the girl had at once suspected a lovers' rendezvous. But Victor's astonishment was so genuine, and Mrs. Pontellier's indifference so apparent, that the disturbing notion did not lodge long in her brain. She contemplated with the greatest interest this woman who gave the most sumptuous dinners in America, and who had all the men in New Orleans at her feet. ..." See in text (Chapter XXXIX)