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The Complete Works of Elizabeth Gaskell (20+ Books)

The Complete Works of Elizabeth Gaskell encompasses novels, short stories, and biographies, featuring classic titles such as 'Mary Barton,' 'North and South,' and 'Wives and Daughters.' It provides a comprehensive overview of Gaskell's writing style and thematic concerns. more

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Elizabeth Gaskell
Elizabeth Gaskell

Elizabeth Gaskell was a British novelist born on September 29, 1810, in Manchester. Her works primarily depicted the social life of Britain during the Industrial Revolution, focusing on the lives of the working class. Gaskell is renowned for her delicate emotional portrayal and profound social insight, with notable works including 'Mary Barton' and 'North and South'. more

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“Everything was red, the air, the sun, whatever I looked at. Except for him. I fell in love with someone who was human. I watched him walk through the hills and come back in the evening when his work was through. I saw things no woman would see: that he knew how to cry, that he was alone. I cast myself at him, like a fool, but he didn't see me. And then one day he noticed I was beautiful and he wanted me. He broke me off and took me with him, in his hands, and I didn't care that I was dying until I actually was.”

“Promise me you’ll marry me. Not now. Someday. Because I need to know.” Claire felt a flutter inside, like a bird trying to fly, and a rush of heat that made her dizzy. And something else, something fragile as a soap bubble, and just as beautiful. Joy, in the middle of all this horror and heartbreak. “Yes,” she whispered back. “I promise.” And she kissed him, and kissed him, and kissed him, while the sun came up and bathed Morganville in one last, shining day.”