To Each His Dulcinea

To each a secret hiding place / Where he can find the haunting face.

"Listen to me. Listen… I could bend you with my finger and my thumb; a mere reed you feel in my hands… But whatever I do with this cage, I cannot get at you, and it is your soul that I want. Why can’t you come of your own free will?"

2nd January 12

Edward Rochester. (via liegypsy) Charlotte Bronte’s Jane Eyre