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Well, it depends on what the OP meant when they wrote "horrible"
Horribly written? horrible nature?
Someone mentioned Alex from A Clockwork Orange and although his nature is "horrible" he was a brilliant character.
With that being said i'm going to interpret "horrible" as the most irritating, annoying character and that would most definitely be....
JANE BLOODY EYRE. THE MOST ANNOYING BITT...CHaracter (hehe)
ever written.
EVER.
Female characters irritate me. Generally speaking
Might raise a few eyebrows, but Stephen Dedalus in Portrait (not so much in Ulysses). Annoyed the piss out of me.
I agree with Mollie in the sense that some of you seem confused "annoying" with "horrible."
Here is my list:
Ternadier in Les Miserables;
Humbert Humbert in Lolita;
Count Dracula;
Sauron in Lord of the Rings;
(cautiously I might add) God in Old Testament
Anna Karenina from the novel of the same name,
and
Lord Henry from Dorian Gray.
I wholeheartedly agree with Thernadier... he had no reedeming qualities, whatsoever.
I add God in Paradise Lost to the Old Testament
Lima, I also agree with Jane Eyre.. while generally enjoyed the book, I found her character to be so... frustrating, to say the least.
I found Daisy to be awful as well...
Ms. Eyre? Prim, proper, and perfectly prudish, like a good little Victorian. :p I personally find M. Rochester to be the more galling, however...to the opposite extreme, that is. Far too irritatingly temperamental.
Ah now I know how the Wuthering Heights fans feel when I vent about it! :lol:
I always think of her as having had a pretty hard life and she has had to toughen up to deal with it all. A good little Victorian? Yes in some ways. But in others quite radical for the time.
And I love Rochester! Despite his mood swings...and the fact he locked his wife in the attic.
Jane Eyre prudish? Contemporary readers certainly didn't think so.
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I have finished the adventures of Miss Jane Eyre and think her by far the cleverest that has written since Austen and Edgeworth were in their prime. Worth fifty Trollopes and Martineaus rolled into one counterpane , with fifty Dickenses and Bulwers to keep them company; but rather a brazen Miss....[cut]....a thin, little, unpretty slip of a governess, who falls in love with a plain, stoutish Mr. Burnand, aged twenty years above herself, sits on his knee, lights his cigar for him, asks him flat one fine evening, and after a concealed mad wife is dead, at last fills that awful lady's place. Lady Fanny will easily extract the moral of this touching fable. - J. G. Lockhart, from a letter.