Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real — Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
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Having a large world of his own in his own head and heart, he tolerated confinement to a small, still corner of the real world very patiently.

— Charlotte Brontë, Shirley
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