a few exerpts from the book:
"but a woman is always hampered. at once inert and flexible, she has against her the weakness of the flesh and legal dependance. her will, like the veil of her bonnet, held by a string, flutters in every wind; there is always some desire that draws her, some conventionality that restrains."
"love, she thought, must come suddenly, with great outburst and lightnings - a hurricane of the skies, which falls upon life, revolutionizes it, roots up the will like a leaf, and sweeps the whole heart into the abyss."
"everything seemed to her enveloped in a black atmosphere floating confusedly over the exterior of things, and sorrow was engulfed within her soul with soft shrieks such as the winter wind makes in ruined castles."
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