I have this week immersed myself in the far-off world of the 19th century English classic that is Jane Eyre. I am struck by the eloquence of the classic vocabulary and the romance of a simpler time. How I find similarities between the main character and I, and how I long to experience the love that attaches her and Mr. Rochester. It's a story of love and mystery, and I cannot seem to put it down. Somehow in my soul I cannot help but believe that this type of old-fashioned romance and courtship is still possible today. I wish to be captivated by a true gentleman through the admittance of flaws and the knowledge of true character. I wish also to captivate said gentleman with something more than looks can attain. Someday, though I know I'm not ready now, I wait patiently to experience such a love, one that is not forced by any outward circumstances. It will be true, genuine and as deep a connection as is possible in this world. Call me a romantic, but I will not settle for anything less :)
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