a creative encouragement project by Sarah J. Kass

Saturday, September 10, 2011

"The r e s t l e s s n e s s was in my nature;
it agitated me to pain sometimes. Then my sole relief was to walk along the corridor of the third storey, backwards and forwards, safe in the silence and solitude of the spot, and allow my mind's eye to dwell on whatever bright visions rose before it--and, certainly, they were many and glowing; to let my heart be heaved by the exultant movement, which, while it swelled it in trouble, expanded it with life; and, best of all, to open my inward ear to a tale that was never ended--a tale my imagination created, and narrated continuously;
quickened with all of incident, life, fire, feeling, that I desired
and had not in my actual existence.

[Jane Eyre; Chapter 12 by Brontё]
(emphasis added
, Image: Flightoftherobin)