The heroine, flawless beauty, quick wit, intelligence...
an epitome of perfection.
Such is Rosamond from "The Long Fatal Love Chase" by Louisa May Alcott. Beautiful, smart, charming, and cunning...she's above all women.
That's what I hate about most classical books...
The heroines are much too perfect, and there isn't much reality in it!
Psh. I like how the heroines give me a inferiority complex.
Personally, the only inspirational character in a book for me, that can pass off as a "real" woman is Elizabeth Bennet from "Pride and Prejudice" :)