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Dearest Class of 2001, Merry days were these at Thornfield Hall, when an impulse of motivation struck me, concerning me, . My trace of individual desperate to struggle against almost insuperable odds to establish and maintain a sense of a distinct identity yearns ....

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.... I can do without one bit of love or kindness, but I cannot live so and you have no pity” (Bronte 68). Here I make my first declaration of independence, contending that I will no longer be a secondary member. The love that gives desire and power which sustains life, is obvious by the fact that my “fear” of the consequences of a fully developed emotional response leads to its own destruction (Blom 91). Because I am “too passionate” – that is angry, rebellious, and prone to retreat into my richly imaginative inner world for solace, all takes part in winning the love of others. I cannot “bear to be solitude and hated” by others (Blom 9 ....