Reader, I Married Him

“I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you—especially when you are near me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame.”
Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
(In honor of finishing one of the greatest novels ever written, finished in the in between dream-state of the lateness of night and the earliness of morning.
What sweltering pains and deep passions fill my heart, until, if those words read once again, these feelings will surely  overflow in a river of conscious experience and beauty.
Thanks be to God for allowing such words to penetrate my heart and for the the brave, clever, indescribable woman who wrote them--Charlotte, thank you. I sense a true, unequivocal kindred spirit in you. I owe you much. -k.p. )
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