(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.
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“Master! How is he my master? Am I a servant?”
“I thought unaccountably of fairy tales, and had half a mind to demand whether you had bewitched my horse…”
"You are like a restless bird in a cage.”
“You wandered out of the fold to seek your shepherd, did you, Jane?”
“That you may, my good little girl…”
“What good would it do if I bent, if I uptore, if I crushed her?”
“...I should have been a careless shepherd if I had left a lamb -my pet lamb- so near a wolf’s den…”
“I can live alone, if self-respect, and circumstances require me so to do.”
“Whenever I marry, I am resolved my husband shall not be a rival, but a foil to me. I will suffer no competitor near the throne; I shall exact an undivided homage.”
“He said I was a capricious witch.”
“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being with an independent will.”
“...your brittle frame.”
“How well you read me, you witch!”
“Jane, be still; don’t struggle so, like a wild frantic bird that is rending its own plumage in its desperation.”
“I am not your dear; I cannot lie down: send me to school soon, Mrs. Reed, for I hate to live here.”
“I hold myself supremely blest—blest beyond what language can express; because I am my husband’s life as fully as he is mine.”
“I do not think, sir, you have a right to command me, merely because you are older than I, or because you have seen more of the world than I have…”
“I care for myself…..I will respect myself.”
“What have you done with me, witch, sorceress?”
“No. St. John, I will not marry you. I adhere to my resolution.”
“Never was anything at once so frail and so indomitable. A mere reed she feels in my hand!”
“If I dared, I’d touch you, to see if you are substance or shadow, you elf!”
“I am glad you are no relation of mine. I will never call you aunt again as long as I live.”
“Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain, and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think wrong!–I have as much soul as you,–and full as much heart!”
