This story is haunting--and I finally know what that means. It's so well-written that I could actually feel Madame Bovary's boredom and inner despair.

There is a strong message here, as well, about what ennui can do. In this case, it lead to actions that not only ruined Madame Bovary's life, but that of her family, as well. Very tragic.



“Ennui has made more gamblers than avarice, more drunkards than thirst, and perhaps as many suicides as despair.”
(Hindu Prince Gautama Siddharta, the founder of Buddhism, 563-483 B.C.)