“Hyde is the innocence of evil. He stands for the truth (attested by a hundred tales of hypocrites and secret sins) that there is in evil, though not in good, this power of self-isolation, this hardening of the whole exterior, so that a man becomes blind to moral beauties or deaf to pathetic appeals. A man in pursuit of some immoral mania does attain an abominable simplicity of soul; he does act from one motive alone. Therefore he does become like Hyde, or like that blood-curdling figure in Grimm’s fairy-tales, ‘a little man made of iron’. But the whole of Stevenson’s point would have been lost if Jekyll had exhibited the same horrible homogeneity.
Precisely because Jekyll, with all his faults, possesses goodness, he possesses also the consciousness of sin, humility. He knows all about Hyde, as angels know about devils. And Stevenson specially points out that this contrast between the blind swiftness of evil and the almost bewildered omniscience of good is not a peculiarity of this strange case, but is true of the permanent problem of your conscience and mine. If I get drunk I shall forget dignity; but if I keep sober I may still desire drink. Virtue has the heavy burden of knowledge; sin has often something of the levity of sinlessness.”
— G.K. Chesterton: “Tricks of Memory”
“The real stab of the story is not in the discovery that the one man is two men; but in the discovery that the two men are one man. After all the diverse wandering and warring of those two incompatible beings, there was still one man born and only one man buried. Jekyll and Hyde have become a proverb and a joke; only it is a proverb read backwards and a joke that nobody really sees. But it might have occurred to the languid critics, as a part of the joke, that the tale is a tragedy; and that this is only another way of saying that the experiment was a failure. The point of the story is not that a man can cut himself off from his conscience, but that he cannot. The surgical operation is fatal in the story. It is an amputation of which both the parts die. Jekyll, even in dying, declares the conclusion of the matter; that the load of man's moral struggle is bound upon him and cannot be thus escaped. The reason is that there can never be equality between the evil and the good. Jekyll and Hyde are not twin brothers. They are rather, as one of them truly remarks, like father and son. After all, Jekyll created Hyde; Hyde would never have created Jekyll; he only destroyed Jekyll.”
— robert louis stevenson, g. k. chesterton
im too lazy to find the image but i feel like that tiktok screenshot of someone pouring a shot and saying "i wasn't gonna drink tonight but man... im missing ___ like a mf" and i really feel like this about stanford pines i miss him
do people care about stanford like i do i miss him it is 3 am and i am not immune to sitting up in my bed right now and analyzing his character once again because i love his writing that much he makes me sick
“Stevenson’s story is one which chronicles Jekyll’s self inflicted and protracted destruction of his body and mind in an attempt to rid his life of internal conflict.” Pg 235
I don't even hate Fiddlestan as a ship itself, but my opinion of it is definitely soured by the way fans of the ship treat Ford. Like, what the hell do you mean by "Stan would treat Fiddleford better," like no the fuck he would not??
there's no Victorian female characters in Jekyll and Hyde to get sick and die for a stupid reason so Lanyon fills that quota
It's just. Edward Hyde is an incredibly violent person with no sense of shame or morals or limits, but he still is polite enough to have breakfast at your home and be an unremarkable guest. He's a soft-spoken young man with good taste and nerves of steel and a crazed homicidal maniac getting hard over turning a defenseless old man into an unrecognizable pile of offal. He's a monster in every sense of the word and yet he perfectly blends into the crowd and can afford to be called a gentleman. Do you see it.
I’ve been wanting to make a post about this for a while, even though I might be the only person invested in this, but anyway, here we go. I’ve seen mentioned several times, in posts about the movie and in fics that the Winter Soldier shot Nick Fury through the window of Steve’s apartment, and every time it makes me groan in frustration because no.
The Winter Soldier didn’t shoot Fury through a window, he shot him through a wall, and I don’t know about you, but it seems like a pretty big difference to me.
(bullet hole in the wall!!)
When I saw the scene the first time, I remember thinking holy shit??? that’s crazy, and for me that’s when the Winter Soldier really became a real, terrifyingly good assassin, that’s when his image as a serious threat solidified.
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and what if I said Jekyll and Hyde isn’t about splitting yourself in two but about stretching yourself so thin you barely are a person anymore
one of my favourite aspects of jekyll & hyde is the state of the room when utterson and poole have broken down the door. it's the incongruous tidiness, the peacefulness and cosiness of the room despite the fact that - as we learn - jekyll/hyde has spent all his final days in there weeping, pacing, knowing himself to be all but doomed. it's almost like another element of the horror - it would make sense and would match utterson's expectations if it were in greater disarray (broken glass, etc) but instead we get the implication that if it was the end, at least jekyll/hyde decided it would be with dignity, with the kinds of final comforts he was so accustomed to. utterson's very first impression when he comes into the room is how pleasant and neat it is, and only then he sees the body. all that normalcy and in the middle of the room, the dead body. im losing my mind a little bit
The cheval glass scene completes the mirror imagery in Jekyll and Hyde, with the third incident highlighting the cruel irony of Jekyll’s fate. The cheval glass, displaying the hellish glow of the fire while facing heavenward, mocks Jekyll’s statement that the potion is “neither diabolical nor divine.” The mirror appears both diabolical and divine in this moment; the potion, in being merely a chemical mixture and not a magical cure, is too exactly the opposite of the diabolic or divine—it has no power whatsoever over the self. Just as the mirror distorts the laboratory room, failing to accurately reflect Poole’s and Utterson’s images, so has the potion warped Jekyll’s reality, driving him to suicide. What Jekyll has mistaken to be a problem of industrial commodity standardization—an inconsistent batch of chemical salts—actually demonstrates, through his inability to divorce his addictive desires from his otherwise respectable identity, the self’s fundamentally unitary nature. Stevenson positions this basic human truth as the ironic tragedy of Jekyll and Hyde, using addiction to establish that despite discordant desires, on a fundamental level the self is inescapably unitary.
-Jessica Cook, The Unitary Self in Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
Fandoms: Gravity Falls, Jekyll and Hyde I don't chat/message. Stanford Pines they can never make me hate you
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