I kept asking myself if I felt different, if I was different. The answer was always yes. I was no longer nothing…  How odd, I thought; it had taken my mother’s death, Father Quinel’s murder, and the desire of others to kill me to claim a life of my own.

You will only be loved and respected if you love and respect yourself. Never try to please everyone; if you do, you will be respected by no one.

The kids are not brought up to have minds of their own as individuals.

mientras más conozco el mundo, más convencida estoy de que jamás encontraré a un hombre al que realmente pueda amar.

Written By Jane Austen

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