"Cows are my passion. What I have ever sighed for has been to retreat to a Swiss farm, and live entirely surrounded by cows - and china"
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Dickens drops this line like a velvet curtain pulled back on the machinery of his own fame: the most industrious chronicler of Victorian soot fantasizing about a life spent with cows and china. It’s funny because it’s so pointedly unheroic. Not “nature,” not “peace,” not even “the country” in a broad, moralizing way - just cows (warm, blunt, bodily) and china (delicate, curated, breakable). The pairing is the joke and the tell: a desire to trade the clang of public life for a private world that’s both sensuous and controllable.
The intent reads as comic overstatement, but the subtext is exhaustion. Dickens lived under constant demand - serial deadlines, public readings, celebrity scrutiny, travel, family strain. “Retreat to a Swiss farm” isn’t random; Switzerland carried a 19th-century aura of clean air, order, and pastoral sanity, a kind of early wellness fantasy for the overworked urban mind. He’s not escaping responsibility so much as escaping noise.
“Surrounded” is doing work, too. He doesn’t want an occasional pastoral visit; he wants immersion, a cocoon built from the ordinary. Cows become a deliberately anti-literary obsession - stubbornly non-symbolic, almost aggressively literal - while china suggests aesthetic fussiness, the small rituals that replace grand ambitions. The line lets Dickens mock the very idea of the tortured genius: beneath the social critic is a man daydreaming about softness, routine, and objects that don’t talk back.
The intent reads as comic overstatement, but the subtext is exhaustion. Dickens lived under constant demand - serial deadlines, public readings, celebrity scrutiny, travel, family strain. “Retreat to a Swiss farm” isn’t random; Switzerland carried a 19th-century aura of clean air, order, and pastoral sanity, a kind of early wellness fantasy for the overworked urban mind. He’s not escaping responsibility so much as escaping noise.
“Surrounded” is doing work, too. He doesn’t want an occasional pastoral visit; he wants immersion, a cocoon built from the ordinary. Cows become a deliberately anti-literary obsession - stubbornly non-symbolic, almost aggressively literal - while china suggests aesthetic fussiness, the small rituals that replace grand ambitions. The line lets Dickens mock the very idea of the tortured genius: beneath the social critic is a man daydreaming about softness, routine, and objects that don’t talk back.
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