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As someone with an English degree, there is an unreasonably long list of books I feel ashamed that I have not read.  Usually, these are eighteenth- and nineteenth-century "classics," the vast majority of which I am convinced nobody really likes, but everybody likes to pretend to like.  Thus, last night, I began reading Jane Eyre, not because I have any particular interest, mind you, but purely out of the guilt and terror I feel wondering if I'll ever be quizzed on its overarching themes at a cocktail party.