"You examine me, Miss Eyre," said he: "do you think me handsome?"
"No, sir."
Most true is it that ‘beauty is in the eye of the gazer.’ My master’s colourless, olive face, square, massive brow, broad and jetty eyebrows, deep eyes, strong features, firm, grim mouth—all energy, decision, will—were not beautiful, according to rule; but they were more than beautiful to me; they were full of an interest, an influence that quite mastered me—that took my feelings from my own power and fettered them in his. I had not intended to love him; the reader knows I had wrought hard to extirpate from my soul the germs of love there detected; and now, at the first renewed view of him, they spontaneously arrived, green and strong! He made me love him without looking at me. --Charlotte Bronte's Jane Eyre
I read it first in Korean. And then I thought how wonderful it would be if I could read Bronte in her original language. That I knew that language was my happiest moment. That I got to know Jane again, that I got to see her strike back at Aunt Reed, meet Helen and Miss Temple, and finally love Mr. Rochester despite his imperfections was my vicarious bliss.
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