- ‘The village lay under two feet of snow, with drifts at the windy corners. In a sky of iron the points of the Dipper hung like icicles and Orion flashed his cold fires. The moon had set, but the night was so transparent that the white house-fronts between the elms looked gray against the snow, clumps of bushes made black stains on it, and the basement windows of the church sent shafts of yellow light far across the endless undulations.’ (pg 11)
- ‘Against the dark background of the kitchen she stood up tall and angular, one hand drawing a quilted counterpane to her flat breast, while the other held a lamp. The light, on a level with her chin, drew out of the darkness her puckered throat and the projecting wrist of the hand that clutched the quilt, and deepened fantastically the hollows and prominences of her high-boned face under its ring of crimping-pins. To Ethan, still in the rosy haze of his hour with Mattie, the sight came with the intense precision of the last dream before waking. He felt as if he had never before known what his wife looked like.’ (pg 22)
- ‘Deep quite sank on the room. The clock ticked above the dresser, a piece of charred wood fell now and then in the stove, and the faint sharp scent of the geraniums mingled with the odour of Ethan’s smoke, which began to throw a blue haze about the lamp and to hang its greyish cobwebs in the shadowy corners of the room.’ (pg 38)
Doesn’t that last quote make you feel as though you’re sitting in that room, listening, smelling and seeing? There are many such as that throughout the book. I would recommend this book to newcomers of the Classics as it’s easy to read and really is a good story although sad. I’m sure those that read the classics have already delved into this one. I know for myself I’m really glad I picked Ethan Frome to read. Next on the list for my second classic is The Secret Garden.
If you’ve read this, leave me your link and I’ll add it to my post. Plus I’d love to hear other’s thoughts on this little but powerful book.