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Jul. 17th, 2009 11:08 amBook 44: Jane Eyre, by Charlotte Bronte. 552pp
This is, I believe, the third time I've read this book, and the last two times were many years ago now. I enjoyed it even more this time than before, which can't be said of all books. I think part of it comes from time and experience: as with Little Women, new nuances and aspects shine forth in different lights to me at different points in my life.
( In case you haven't read the book and intend to, the rest is under a cut. )
This is, I believe, the third time I've read this book, and the last two times were many years ago now. I enjoyed it even more this time than before, which can't be said of all books. I think part of it comes from time and experience: as with Little Women, new nuances and aspects shine forth in different lights to me at different points in my life.
( In case you haven't read the book and intend to, the rest is under a cut. )