For longtime rereader, how has Jane Eyre changed as you’ve grown up with it?
This year marks twenty years since I first read Jane Eyre, and I keep being surprised by how much the book changes for me.
The first time through, I was swept up in the Gothic romance of it all: Thornfield, the mystery, the intensity of Jane and Rochester. On rereads, Jane herself has become the center of the novel for me—not just as a romantic heroine, but as someone with an almost astonishing sense of agency, conscience, and courage.
Now I notice different things every time: Jane’s insistence on freedom, the horror of Bertha’s confinement and fate, the religious and moral questions, and just how funny parts of the book are. Rochester pretending to be a fortune-teller will never not make me laugh.
For those of you who first read Jane Eyre young and have come back to it over the years: what has changed for you? What did you love at first that now lands differently? What has become more meaningful, stranger, funnier, or harder to sit with as you have gotten older?