"because, 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. and if that boisterous channel, and two hundred miles or so of land come broad between us, i am afraid that cord of communion will be snapped; and then i’ve a nervous notion i should take to bleeding inwardly. as for you- you would forget me."

~   mr. rochester from jane eyre, charlotte brontë, 1847
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Opaque  by  andbamnan