Stuff and Nonsense: Day 19: (First) Book That Turned You On


Day 19: (First) Book That Turned You On

Jane Eyre. Really. I was twelve and full of inarticulate longings and there was Jane. And Helen. And Miss Temple. And Mr. Rochester. Even now, I cannot revisit Jane Eyre without getting tangled up in a decades old snarl of sexual longing. Is it any wonder it remains my favorite novel?

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.

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