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Reader, I married him.

Charlotte Bronte

I 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

Fascinate Quality Shape
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
Remorse is the poison of life.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Poison Regret Remorse
Adversity is a good school.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Adversity School Trouble
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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Brother Home Humble
I mean that I value vision, and dread being struck stone blind.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Mean Stone Vision
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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Body Occupation Suffering
Better to be without logic than without feeling.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Feel Life Logic Thinking
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 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
When we are struck at without a reason, we should strike back again very hard; I am sure we should – so hard as to teach the person who struck us never to do it again.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Reason Strikes Struck
What you want to ignite in others must first burn inside yourself.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

First Ignite People Require
Oh! that gentleness! how far more potent is it than force!
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Force Gentleness Potent
Poverty, for me, is synonymous with degradation.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Degradation Poverty Synonymous
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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Distance Understanding Year
You — you strange — you almost unearthly thing! — I love as my own flesh. You — poor and obscure, and small and plain as you are — I entreat to accept me as a husband.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Flesh Husband Love Thing

Reader, I married him.

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