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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEOh! that gentleness! how far more potent is it than force!
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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The trouble is not that I am single and likely to stay single, but that I am lonely and likely to stay lonely.
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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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I had a theoretical reverence and homage for beauty, elegance, gallantry, fascination but had I met those qualities incarnate in masculine shape, I should have known instinctively that they had nor could have sympathy with anything in me.
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And with that answer, he left me. I would much rather he had knocked me down.
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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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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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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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Shake me off, then, sir–push me away; for I’ll not leave you of my own accord.
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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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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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Memory in youth is active and easily impressible; in old age it is comparatively callous to new impressions, but still retains vividly those of earlier years.
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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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Reader, I married him.
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A depressing and difficult passage has prefaced every page I have turned in life.
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You, Jane, I must have you for my own–entirely my own.
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