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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEYouth has its romance, and maturity its wisdom, as morning and spring have their freshness, noon and summer their power, night and winter their repose. Each attribute is good in its own season.
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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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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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 do not think, sir, you have any right to command me, merely because you are older than I, or because you have seen more of the world than I have; your claim to superiority depends on the use you have made of your time and experience.
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It would not be wicked to love me.” “It would to obey you.
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Good-night, my-” He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.
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Oh! that gentleness! how far more potent is it than force!
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Remorse is the poison of life.
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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.
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You transfix me quite.
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You, Jane, I must have you for my own–entirely my own.
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I like to see flowers growing, but when they are gathered, they cease to please. I look on them as things rootless and perishable; their likeness to life makes me sad. I never offer flowers to those I love; I never wish to receive them from hands dear to me.
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A depressing and difficult passage has prefaced every page I have turned in life.
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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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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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Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.
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