If we would build on a sure foundation in friendship we must love friends for their sake rather than for our own.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEThe 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.
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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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.
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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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Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.
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My home is humble and unattractive to strangers, but to me it contains what I shall find nowhere else in the world – the … affection which brothers and sisters feel for each other.
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I seem to have gathered up a stray lamb in my arms: you wandered out of the fold to seek your shepherd, did you, Jane?
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Take my love. One day share my life. Be my dearest, first on earth.
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I could not answer the ceaseless inward question-why I thus suffered; now, at the distance of-I will not say how many years, I see it clearly.
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The trouble is not that I am single and likely to stay single, but that I am lonely and likely to stay lonely.
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He was the first to recognise me, and to love what he saw.
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I am not your dear; I cannot lie down: send me to school soon, Mrs. Reed, for I hate to live here.
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I seem to have gathered up a stray lamb in my arms: you wandered out of the fold to seek your shepherd, did you, Jane?
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I can live alone, if self-respect, and circumstances require me so to do. I need not sell my soul to buy bliss. I have an inward treasure born with me, which can keep me alive if all extraneous delights should be withheld, or offered only at a price I cannot afford to give.
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It would not be wicked to love me.” “It would to obey you.
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Shake me off, then, sir–push me away; for I’ll not leave you of my own accord.
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There is nothing I fear so much as idleness, the want of occupation, inactivity, the lethargy of the faculties; when the body is idle, the spirit suffers painfully.
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