Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEI mean that I value vision, and dread being struck stone blind.
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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I mean that I value vision, and dread being struck stone blind.
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It is a pity that doing one’s best does not always answer.
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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.
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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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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.
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You transfix me quite.
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Too often do reviewers remind us of the mob of Astrologers, Chaldeans, and Soothsayers gathered before ‘the writing on the wall’ and unable to read the characters or make known the interpretation.
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Poverty, for me, is synonymous with degradation.
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Reader, I married him.
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Memory in youth is active and easily impressible; in old age it is comparatively callous to new impressions, but still retains vividly those of earlier years.
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All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest of me from your presence forever.
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It would not be wicked to love me.” “It would to obey you.
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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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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.
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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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