The cool peace and dewy sweetness of the night filled me with a mood of hope: not hope on any definite point, but a general sense of encouragement and heart-ease.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEYou have rather the look of another world. I marvelled where you had got that sort of face.
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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Tact, if it be genuine, never sleeps.
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Youth has its romance, and maturity its wisdom, as morning and spring have their freshness, noon and summer their power, night and winter their repose. Each attribute is good in its own season.
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Rochester: I am to take mademoiselle to the moon, and there I shall seek a cave in one of the white valleys among the volcano-tops, and mademoiselle shall live with me there, and only me.
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He was the first to recognise me, and to love what he saw.
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Good-night, my-” He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.
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Reader, I married him.
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Thank you, Mr. Rochester, for your great kindness. I am strangely glad to get back again to you: and wherever you are is my home—my only home.
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Presentiments are strange things: and so are sympathies; and so are signs; and the three combined make one mystery to which humanity has not yet found the key.
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I am no bird and no net ensnares me
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Flirting is a woman’s trade, one must keep in practice.
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That to begin with; let respect be the foundation, affection the first floor, love the superstructure.
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I have for the first time found what I can truly love- I have found you. You are my sympathy-my better self-my good angel-I am bound to you with a strong attachment.
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Take my love. One day share my life. Be my dearest, first on earth.
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For I too liked reading, thought of a frivolous and childish kind; I could not digest or comprehend the serious or substantial.
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Would you not be happier if you tried to forget her severity, together with the passionate emotions it excited? Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs.
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