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love how every woman in my life is so beautiful, true and supportive. i love them all sm.

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i love all jane austen novels, but emma just hits differently.

i, too, am almost twentyone, i have friends and family who love me, and i try my best to help them and others.

but i'm so afraid that i'm failing, that i'm like emma and that i don't see the mistakes i make, that i hurt others by thinking i know what's best but actually hurting them, by snapping and saying things i don't really mean.

but emma is also so full of love, she grows and learns and her heart is good even if her actions not always are.

i'm just not sure if i want to be emma or if i'm afraid to already be like her.

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You’re in her DMs, I’m screaming her name across the moors and she somehow hears me. We’re not the same.

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the thing is with rochester and jane is that they're insane best friends. like it's easy to call rochester weird but you cannot make an adaptation of jane eyre where you don't establish the fact the reason rochester falls for jane in the first place and why they bridge that huge gap they have in terms of age and experience is that she's the only one out there that's as weird and offputting as he is. that's literally mr and mrs bozo

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Charlotte Brontë, from “Jane Eyre”

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Charlotte Brontë, from Jane Eyre

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He was in the hospital from the middle of Lent till after Easter. When he was bet- ter, he remembered the dreams he had had while he was feverish and delirious. He dreamt that the whole world was con- demned to a terrible new strange plague that had come to Europe from the depths of Asia. All were to be destroyed except a very few chosen. Some new sorts of microbes were attacking the bodies of men, but these microbes were endowed with intelligence and will. Men attacked by them became at once mad and furious. But never had men considered themselves so intellectual and so completely in pos- session of the truth as these sufferers, never had they considered their decisions, their scientific conclusions, their moral convictions so infallible. Whole villages, whole towns and peoples went mad from the infection. All were excited and did not understand one another.

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There is always coming again strongly the feeling as frantic in another way - what if I should deny this and never meet anyone as satisfying or (as I have been hoping) better?

- The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

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maybe it takes a long time to figure out what you're truly searching for. maybe you spend your whole life just to figure out a small part of it.

- days at morisaki bookshop

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How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense?

-Franz Kafka

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Letters To Milena - Franz Kafka

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Don't wait for the last judgement. It takes place every day.

- Albert Camus

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one unconsciously believes that there is something living, tangible in one's immaterial dreams! And is it delusion? Here love, for instance, is bound up with all its fathomless joy, all its torturing agonies in his bosom... Only look at him, and you will be convinced! Would you believe looking at him, dear Nastenka, that he has never known her whom he loves in his ecstatic dreams?

- White Nights by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

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There are just some kind of men who are so busy worrying about the next world they've never learned to live in this one, and you can look down on the street and see the result.

-Harper Lee

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The only certainty is that I cannot live apart from you without completely submitting to fear, giving it even more than it demands, and I do this voluntarily, with delight, I pour myself into it.

- Franz Kafka

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Your few days have been spent doing nothing really, which is something is an intimacy in itself.

- Caleb Azumah Nelson

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So we've drifted apart entirely, Milena, and the only thing we seem to share is the intense wish that you were here, and your face as close to me as possible.

- Franz Kafka