Wide Sargasso sea - Jean Rhys

In the end I really fell in love with this book. In the beginning I had a hard time with it; everybody is so conscious, self conscious and class conscious, about everyone. Every encounter is a dance around each other, What are you? White? English? Creole? Free or freed? As Rocheser thinks; Long, sad dark alien eyes. Creole or pure English descent she may be, but they are not English or European either.
Parts of the novel I read as a kind of feverish dream, set about when an European comes to the tropical forest, so out of place, so not in charge as he normally is. So near the forest. Don't you know that this is a dangerous place? And the dark forest always wins? Always. If you don't, you soon will, and I can do nothing to help you. As Rochester says: I all ready had a fever. You wonder who is actually getting mad, Antoinette or Rochester.
The last part of the story links the book to Jane Eyre.