Top 5 Films of 2011 (So Far)
1. Shame (Dir. Steve McQueen)
2. Martha Marcy May Marlene (Dir. Sean Durkin)
3. Drive (Dir. Nicolas Winding Refn)
4. Margaret (Dir. Kenneth Lonergan)
5. Jane Eyre (dir. Cary Fukunaga)
Rochester: Listen to me. Listen.
Rochester: I could bend you with my finger and my thumb! A mere reed you feel in my hands.
Rochester: But whatever I do with this cage, I cannot get at you. And it is your soul that I want. Why don’t you come of your own free will?
Jane Eyre: God help me!
Rochester: Do you never laugh, Miss Eyre? Only rarely perhaps. But you’re not naturally austere, any more than I’m naturally vicious. I can see in you the glance of a curious sort of bird through the close set bars of a cage, a vivid, restless captive. Were it but free, it would soar, cloud high.
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I’ve always wanted to edit this and I finally found a bigger scan of it so yay!
Mia and Fassy in GIF form
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My underpants have melted off my body.
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I’ve a strange feeling with regard to you, as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs tightly knotted to a similar string in you.
And if you were to leave, I’m afraid that cord of communion would snap. And I’ve a notion that I’d take to bleeding inwardly
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He’s clearly adjusting his trousers to swing his junk from the left to the right.
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Do you never laugh, Miss Eyre? Only rarely perhaps. But you’re not naturally austere, any more than I’m naturally vicious. I can see in you the glance of a curious sort of bird through the close set bars of a cage, a vivid, restless captive. Were it but free, it would soar, cloud high.
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“You transfix me quite. I feel like I can speak to you, now, of my lovely one. You’ve met her, and you know her. She’s a rare one, isn’t she? Fresh and healthy, without soil or taint. I’m sure she’d regenerate me with a vengeance.”
It’s Jane Eyre time, motherfuckers.
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?
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Jane Eyre [2011]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpnembH8NS1ql9b8ho1_500.jpg)
