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The Yellow Wall-Paper Quotes
John says if I don’t pick up faster he shall send me to Weir Mitchell in the fall.But I don’t want to go there at all. I had a friend who was in his hands once, and she says he is just like John and my brother, only more so!Besides, it is such an undertaking to go so far.I don’t feel as if it was worth while to turn my hand over for anything, and I’m getting dreadfully fretful and querulous.I cry at nothing, and cry most of the time.Of course I don’t when John is here, or anybody else, but when I am alone.
— Charlotte Perkins Gilman, The Yellow Wall-Paper
It is so hard to talk with John about my case, because he is so wise, and because he loves me so.
— Charlotte Perkins Gilman, The Yellow Wall-Paper
Now why should that man have fainted? But he did, and right across my path by the wall, so that I had to creep over him every time!
— Charlotte Perkins Gilman, The Yellow Wall-Paper
He is very careful and loving, and hardly lets me stir without special direction.I have a schedule prescription for each hour in the day; he takes all care from me, and so I feel basely ungrateful not to value it more.
— Charlotte Perkins Gilman, The Yellow Wall-Paper
John says I musn’t lose my strength, and has me take cod liver oil and lots of tonics and things, to say nothing of ale and wine and rare meat.Dear John! He loves me very dearly, and hates to have me sick. I tried to have a real earnest reasonable talk with him the other day, and tell him how I wish he would let me go and make a visit to Cousin Henry and Julia.But he said I wasn’t able to go, nor able to stand it after I got there; and I did not make out a very good case for myself, for I was crying before I had finished.It is getting to be a great effort for me to think straight. Just this nervous weakness I suppose.And dear John gathered me up in his arms, and just carried me upstairs and laid me on the bed, and sat by me and read to me till it tired my head.He said I was his darling and his comfort and all he had, and that I must take care of myself for his sake, and keep well.
— Charlotte Perkins Gilman, The Yellow Wall-Paper
But I MUST say what I feel and think in some way — it is such a relief! But the effort is getting to be greater than the relief.
— Charlotte Perkins Gilman, The Yellow Wall-Paper
I really have discovered something at last. Through watching so much at night, when it changes so, I have finally found out. The front pattern does move – and no wonder! The woman behind shakes it! Sometimes I think there are a great many women behind, and sometimes only one, and she crawls around fast, and her crawling shakes it all over. Then in the very ‘ bright spots she keeps still, and in the very shady spots she just takes hold of the bars and shakes them hard. And she is all the time trying to climb through. But nobody could climb through that pattern – it strangles so:…
— Charlotte Perkins Gilman, The Yellow Wall-Paper
I am glad my case is not serious! But these nervous troubles are dreadfully depressing. John does not know how much I really suffer. He knows there is no reason to suffer, and that satisfies him.
— Charlotte Perkins Gilman, The Yellow Wall-Paper
John laughs at me, of course, but one expects that in marriage.
— Charlotte Perkins Gilman, The Yellow Wall-Paper
Nobody would believe what an effort it is to do what little I am able, – to dress and entertain, and order things
— Charlotte Perkins Gilman, The Yellow Wall-Paper
John dear!” said I in the gentlest voice, “the key is down by the front steps, under a plantain leaf!”That silenced him for a few moments.Then he said—very quietly indeed, “Open the door, my darling!””I can’t, ” said I. “The key is down by the front door under a plantain leaf!”And then I said it again, several times, very gently and slowly, and said it so often that he had to go and see, and he got it of course, and came in.
— Charlotte Perkins Gilman, The Yellow Wall-Paper