Reader, eight weeks and 425 pages later, I DNF'd this baby. I just could not read one more page. Villette is just a sad and depressing book. Lucy Snowe lacks Jane Eyre's fire in the belly. It wasn't until page 200 that I understood that Lucy was a deeply lonely person who most probably suffered from depression. Unfortunately, by then it was too late. The Lucy Snow that I had gotten to know was judgmental AF, anti-Catholic, and xenophobic. We get it Charlotte, you hate the French. You showed us in JE that you don't care for the French but boy did your colors really fly in this novel. The quality of the writing in the novel was head and shoulders above Shirley, but unlike Shirley, I just could not care what happened to any of the characters. I did what I never do, I looked up a summary of the novel with spoilers because I just had to get to the point and know what happened. Then I promptly proceeded to throw the book at the wall and yell "Charlotte Bronte, Are you effin' kidding me?!!!" The end.