Youth 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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEOh madam, when you put bread and cheese, instead of burnt porridge, into these children’s mouths, you may indeed feed their vile bodies, but you little think how you starve their immortal souls!
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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Reader, I married him.
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It would not be wicked to love me.” “It would to obey you.
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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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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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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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You transfix me quite.
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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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Thank you, Mr. Rochester, for your great kindness. I am strangely glad to get back again to you: and wherever you are is my home—my only home.
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What you want to ignite in others must first burn inside yourself.
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Tact, if it be genuine, never sleeps.
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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 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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as much good-will may be conveyed in one hearty word as in many.
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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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I feel monotony and death to be almost the same.
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