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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.

Charlotte Bronte

Adversity is a good school.
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Adversity School Trouble
The vehemence of emotion, stirred by grief and love within me, was claiming mastery, and struggling for full sway; and asserting a right to predominate: to overcome, to live, rise, and reign at last; yes,–and to speak.
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Grief Love Struggle
Good-night, my-” He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.
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Good Left Necessity Night
What you want to ignite in others must first burn inside yourself.
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First Ignite People Require
I think you will learn to be natural with me, as I find it impossible to be conventional with you
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Impossible Natural Think
After 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.
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Half Solitude Unutterable
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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Character Wall Writing
It is a pity that doing one’s best does not always answer.
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Answer Country People Thank
Jane, be still; don’t struggle so like a wild, frantic bird, that is rending its own plumage in its desperation.” “I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being, with an independent will; which I now exert to leave you.
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Bird Independent Struggle
I have for the first time found what I can truly love- I have found you. You are my sympathy-my better self-my good angel-I am bound to you with a strong attachment.
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Angel Love Strong
I feel monotony and death to be almost the same.
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Almost Feel Monotony
For I too liked reading, thought of a frivolous and childish kind; I could not digest or comprehend the serious or substantial.
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Kind Read Serious
Mademoiselle is a fairy,” he said, whispering mysteriously.
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Fairy Said Whispering
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.
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Love Missing Sleep
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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Ocean Sea Sunrise Sunset
You transfix me quite.
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Life Person Quiet Transmix

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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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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