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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

A depressing and difficult passage has prefaced every page I have turned in life.
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Depressing Difficult Page
And with that answer, he left me. I would much rather he had knocked me down.
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Answers Done Knock Left
Jane Eyre “I desired more…than was within my reach. Who blames me? Many call me discontented. I couldn’t help it: the restlessness is in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes.
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Blame Disconnect Help Pain
Remorse is the poison of life.
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Poison Regret Remorse
No mockery in this world ever sounds to me so hollow as that of being told to cultivate happiness. What does such advice mean? Happiness is not a potato, to be planted in mould, and tilled with manure.
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Happiness Sound World
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
That to begin with; let respect be the foundation, affection the first floor, love the superstructure.
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Affection First Foundation
Reader, I married him.
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Classic Married Reader
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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Hate Lying School
Poverty, for me, is synonymous with degradation.
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Degradation Poverty Synonymous
Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.
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Alive Birth Cry Weak
It is a pity that doing one’s best does not always answer.
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Answer Country People Thank
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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Flesh Husband Love Thing
Adversity is a good school.
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Adversity School Trouble
Good-night, my-” He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.
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Good Left Necessity Night
Would you not be happier if you tried to forget her severity, together with the passionate emotions it excited? Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs.
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Life Nursing Together

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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