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We’ve been good friends, haven’t we? I’ve a strange feeling with regard to you; as if I have 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 chord of communion would snap. And I have a notion that I would take to bleeding inwardly. As for you, you’d forget me.

– Mr. Rochester, Jane Eyre

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