“Rien dove into her own extinguished eyes, surrounded by two wrinkle stripes , engraved to serve as defense moats, should anyone plot to snick in through the windows of her soul".” — Sivan P.L Copy Share Image
“It drew aside the window-curtain and looked out; perhaps it saw dawn approaching, for, taking the candle, it retreated to the door. Just at my bedside, the figure stopped: the fiery eyes glared upon me-she thrust up her candle close… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
