I did it. (Finally.) I finished Jane Eyre. But where are the words? This book touched me so deeply. Jane is a fantastic character. Such a fresh perspective on life, on the world, on how to find joy. I took her into myself, and found myself changed. She never expected happiness, she only expected to get by. But that didn't stop her from searching for the elusive thing. She was honest with herself, she knew herself to a T. I love that so much. How often do you find a character that can offer a truly intimate view of herself, and thus create observations of her world that are deep and humane and full of truth?
She truly was created for love, and I loved that. Her relationship with those around her was so compelling! I loved to read about her interactions with others. And the joy I felt when she finally found family!
And oh, her relationship with Rochester.
"To be together is for us to be as free as in solitude, as gay as in company. We talk, I believe, all day long; but to talk to each other is but a more animated and an audible thing. All my confidence is bestowed upon him; all his confidence is devoted to me; we are precisely suited in character, perfect concord is the result."
It brought tears to my eyes to finally feel them resolved and devoted to each other.
|tea, (crumbly) coffee cake, and a lovely book.|
I found Jane Eyre to be beautiful. The descriptions of beauty and nature are compelling and took me right to the place being described. It made me want so badly to visit the English countryside! (Or any countryside, for that matter.) And Bronte didn't shrink from hardship or difficulties or having to deal with life. She accurately represented what life should be, in the form of a character and a story that definitely deserve their place in the classics.
Thank you Amber Lee so much for this lovely post, i could hear how much you loved this book in every word!