Resided rather than lived

Canoe Travel (Canada) has a complete article devoted to Haworth and Brontë country (including Scarborough):

The Yorkshire village where the Brontë children grew up could scarcely seem more charming. Its crooked Main St., paved by ancient flagstones, climbs a hill overlooking the broad Worth Valley. The humble buildings crowding its sidewalks are largely what Charlotte, Emily, Anne and brother Branwell would have passed in the 1830s and '40s, many built of local sandstone, called millstone grit. Then, these would have been the homes of weavers and wool combers. Today they are teashops and gift boutiques.
At the top of the street is the Black Bull Pub, across from it a shop that says "apothecary," and nearby are two old coaching inns and these, likewise, were all here when the family knew Haworth.
At the Black Bull a lane to the left leads higher still, to St. Michael and All Angels, the church where the family's patriarch, Reverend Patrick Brontë, preached. Next to the church is its small cemetery, shaded and grim in all but the sunniest weather. Beyond its back wall, first glimpsed through tombstones and tree branches, stands the Parsonage, where the Brontë children resided. "Resided" rather than "lived" because although the house kept a roof over their heads, all four siblings spent a great deal of time inhabiting worlds of their own creation.
The Parsonage is now the Brontë museum or, really, shrine. Anywhere from 70,000 to more than 200,000 people visit each year, depending on whether modern-day interest in the Brontës is peaking or ebbing. With the recent release of a new Jane Eyre film (starring Alice in Wonderland's Mia Wasikowska), the numbers are likely to rise this year. (Read more) (John Masters)

The Austin Statesman recommends the Morgan Library exhibition The Diary:

Read what Henry David Thoreau wrote day to day about Walden Pond; see Albert Einstein's figure-filled book in which he moans about yet another day pondering the relationship between gravity and electricity; consider Charlotte Brontë's moping about being cold and lonely during a Brussels teaching assignment where she considered everyone around her unworthy of her company. (Her handwriting is incredibly tiny.)  (Anders Meanders)

At the Brookfield Banter, Rich Piepho has cleaned out his car:

The Incredible Missing Book! - Own a part of history! This is the very copy of Jane Eyre Rich needed to write a paper about before it suddenly went missing. Rather than look for the book at all, Rich decided to just go ahead and write the paper anyway, which earned him a D. Had Rich known this mysterious relic was under the driver’s seat, blocked by a McDonald’s bag, could things have been different? Probably not.

On the Standard Media (Kenya) Chesterton is quoted as not having a very positive opinion of Charlotte Brontë:

The second was Chesterton’s analysis of three female 19th Century authors, which piqued my interest: "I fancy Jane Austen was stronger, sharper and shrewder than Charlotte Brontë. I am quite certain she was stronger, sharper and shrewder than George Eliot. She could do one thing neither of them could do: she could coolly and sensibly describe a man."  (Charles Kanjama)

The Telegraph discusses house names:

But many homeowners also saw a chance to make a larger statement about themselves and their tastes. If they had spent time abroad, particularly in the Army, that might be reflected in the name of their house – Shanghai, Mafeking or El Alamein. There was also an opportunity to remember favourite novels; Wuthering Heights and Ivanhoe both enjoyed long innings. (Max Davidson)

The Boston Globe begins a new season of one of the spring-summer classics: the summer reading lists:

Not so long ago, high schoolers had to lug heavy beach bags brimming with tomes by Brontë, Steinbeck, and Tolstoy. These days, they’re more likely to carry sprightly fare by contemporary authors like Dan Brown, Mitch Albom, and Bill Bryson. (Lisa Kocian)

The Worcester Telegram & Gazette has a petition from a local reading group:

“I so wish that some of the local Worcester colleges would host occasional lectures, open to the public, on classic books like ‘Jane Eyre,' ‘Wuthering Heights,' ‘Pride and Prejudice,' Steinbeck,” wrote Brenda Yates of the Sutton group Full Court Press. (Ann Connery Frantz)

The Cinematheque reviews Jane Eyre 2011:

[T]his latest version of Bronte's novel, though passable enough, seems to just lay there, not willing to do much of anything. And again (as my lovely wife, who claims the novel as her favourite as a child, attests to and rightfully complains about) the childhood of Jane, and her life in the Lowood orphange, is all but ignored (the aforementioned 1944 version allows for the most screentime for this earlier section of the book, but even then it is quite truncated). Perhaps we do not need another version of this story (and the same can be said of many great works of classic literature that get made and remade and remade again ad nauseum) or perhaps we need one with a braver filmmaker than Fukunaga at the helm, or perhaps one that stars (no offense to the lovely miss Wasikowska, for she is a good, if not a bit miscast actress) a stronger lead actor in the role.(Kevyn Knox)

KirstWords, tea and oatmeal, See you at the movies, Opinions of an Aspiring Director, Octoberborn, Teresa Bodwell Writes, Occupation: Girl also review the film.

A librarian recommends Wide Sargasso Sea in the Bowling Green Daily News; A closer look at flyover land reviews Bernard Herrmann's Wuthering Heights staging at the Minnesota Opera (we are a bit tired of reading things about the vocal lines of the opera... it's like they want that Richard Strauss sounded like Rossini); secret scribbled recommends Lyndall Gordon's Charlotte Brontë: A Passionate Life among other Brontë biographies; Dancer posts a poem inspired by Wuthering Heights; Sualma posts about Jane Eyre from a moral point of view; ShonieShanya posts a video review of the book.

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