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Take my love. One day share my life. Be my dearest, first on earth.

Charlotte Bronte

Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Alive Birth Cry Weak
You never felt jealousy, did you, Miss Eyre? Of course not: I need not ask you; because you never felt love. You have both sentiments yet to experience: your soul sleeps; the shock is yet to be given which shall waken it.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Love Missing Sleep
I am anchored on a resolve you cannot shake. My heart, my conscience shall dispose of my hand – they only. Know this at last.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Hand Heart Independence
Remorse is the poison of life.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Poison Regret Remorse
They will both be happy, and I do not grudge them their bliss; but I groan under my own misery: some of my suffering is very acute. Truly, I ought not to have been born: they should have smothered me at first cry.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

First Happy Misery Suffer
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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Life Nursing Together
I feel monotony and death to be almost the same.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Almost Feel Monotony
I have no wish to talk nonsense.” “If you did, it would be in such a grave, quiet manner, I should mistake it for sense.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Grave Mistake Talk Wish
You transfix me quite.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Innovation Quite Transfix
I mentally shake hands with you for your answer, despite its inaccuracy.” Mr. Rochester
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Answers Hand Rochester
Such is the imperfect nature of man! such spots are there on the disc of the clearest planet; and eyes like Miss Scatcherd’s can only see those minute defects, and are blind to the full brightness of the orb.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Eye Men Missing
Jane, be still; don’t struggle so like a wild, frantic bird, that is rending its own plumage in its desperation.” “I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being, with an independent will; which I now exert to leave you.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Bird Independent Struggle
You have rather the look of another world. I marvelled where you had got that sort of face.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Faces Look World
The trouble is not that I am single and likely to stay single, but that I am lonely and likely to stay lonely.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Loneliness Lonely Single
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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Morning Spring Summer
I doubt if I have made the best use of all my calamities. Soft, amiable natures they would have refined to saintliness; of strong, evil spirits they would have made demons; as for me, I have only been a woe-struck and selfish woman.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Evil Refined Selfish Strong

Take my love. One day share my life. Be my dearest, first on earth.

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