Do you think I can stay to become nothing to you? Do you think I am an automaton? - a machine without feelings? and can bear to have my morsel of bread snatched from my lips, and my drop of living water dashed from my cup? Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am
soulless and heartless? You thimk wrong! - I have as much soul as you, - and full as much heart
Book: Jane Eyre