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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEPresentiments 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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEWould 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 BRONTEAfter a youth and manhood passed half in unutterable misery and half in dreary solitude, I have for the first time found what I can truly love–I have found you.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEFor I too liked reading, thought of a frivolous and childish kind; I could not digest or comprehend the serious or substantial.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEIt would not be wicked to love me.” “It would to obey you.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEIf we would build on a sure foundation in friendship we must love friends for their sake rather than for our own.
CHARLOTTE BRONTENo mockery in this world ever sounds to me so hollow as that of being told to cultivate happiness. What does such advice mean? Happiness is not a potato, to be planted in mould, and tilled with manure.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEA depressing and difficult passage has prefaced every page I have turned in life.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEYour will shall decide your destiny.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEThe idea of seeing the sea – of being near it – watching its changes by sunrise, sunset, moonlight, and noonday – in calm, perhaps in storm – fills and satisfies my mind.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEYou transfix me quite.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEShake me off, then, sir–push me away; for I’ll not leave you of my own accord.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEConventionality is not morality. Self-righteousness is not religion. To attack the first is not to assail the last.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEPoverty, for me, is synonymous with degradation.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEI think you will learn to be natural with me, as I find it impossible to be conventional with you
CHARLOTTE BRONTEI had a theoretical reverence and homage for beauty, elegance, gallantry, fascination but had I met those qualities incarnate in masculine shape, I should have known instinctively that they had nor could have sympathy with anything in me.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE