And with that answer, he left me. I would much rather he had knocked me down.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEYou have rather the look of another world. I marvelled where you had got that sort of face.
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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You have rather the look of another world. I marvelled where you had got that sort of face.
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The 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.
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If we would build on a sure foundation in friendship we must love friends for their sake rather than for our own.
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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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You, Jane, I must have you for my own–entirely my own.
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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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That to begin with; let respect be the foundation, affection the first floor, love the superstructure.
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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.
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The 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.
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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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Good-night, my-” He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.
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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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If men could see us as we really are, they would be a little amazed.
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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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