“Nostalgia is a particularly appropriate emotion to invoke in establishing one's innocence and at the same time talk about what one has destroyed" (page 430).
This quotation from this section really made an impact on me because it is something that I’ve always thought about. I’ve often gone back to a moment in my mind and thought about how spectacular a certain event was in my life only to discuss it further with my parents where I was told just how absolutely different the entire occurrence was in reality. It’s sort of an amazing human feature: the ability to delete what is bad from our memories with little to no effort. It is our own personal historical bias.
I believe that perhaps Brontë had this issue with the moors. Perhaps all of her supposed happiest memories were truly there, and she really did love the setting and the atmosphere the entire time she lived there. But isn’t it possible that she only remembered the greatest of the goods from that setting?
For most people nowadays, it is assumed that someone would be much more in love with the idea of growing up on a beach than in a moor, but seeing as everyone has a unique mind and idea of living, it would make sense that there would be people out there who enjoyed the moors a lot more than a beach. However, if you prefer the beach, are you forgetting all the bad things about the beach like getting sand in your shoes? Salty, frizzy hair? Year round unbearable sunlight? Or are all these things wiped from our memories at the thought of just how much fun we used to have at the beach as children?