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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTETact, if it be genuine, never sleeps.
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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I mentally shake hands with you for your answer, despite its inaccuracy.” Mr. Rochester
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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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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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as much good-will may be conveyed in one hearty word as in many.
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Oh! that gentleness! how far more potent is it than force!
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Poverty, for me, is synonymous with degradation.
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Flirting is a woman’s trade, one must keep in practice.
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You transfix me quite.
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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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I think you will learn to be natural with me, as I find it impossible to be conventional with you
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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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You have rather the look of another world. I marvelled where you had got that sort of face.
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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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He was the first to recognise me, and to love what he saw.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE