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“Besides, I seemed to hold two lives—the life of thought, and that of reality; and, provided the former was nourished with a sufficiency of the strange necromantic joys of fancy, the privileges of the latter might remain limited to daily bread, hourly work, and a roof of shelter.”

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Book:Villette
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Villette

Villette is a semi-autobiographical novel by Charlotte Brontë, published in 1853. The story follows the life of Lucy Snowe, a young woman who leaves her home in Yorkshire to pursue a career as a teacher in the fictional city of Villette. The novel explores themes of independence, love, and the search for identity, as Lucy navigates the complexities of her personal and professional life. more

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