‘Do you think I can stay here and become nothing to you? Do you think I am an automaton?- a machine without feelings? and can bear to have my morsel of bread snatched from my lips, and my drop of living water dashed from my cup? Do you think because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am souless and heartless? You think wrong!- I have as much soul as you - and full as much heart! And if God had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth, I should have made it hard for you to leave me, as it is now for me to leave you… I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being with an independent will.’

Charlotte Bronte (1847) ‘Jane Eyre’

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