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as much good-will may be conveyed in one hearty word as in many.

Charlotte Bronte

All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest of me from your presence forever.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Fate Forever Heart
Flirting is a woman’s trade, one must keep in practice.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Flirt Flirty Sex Trade
The trouble is not that I am single and likely to stay single, but that I am lonely and likely to stay lonely.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Loneliness Lonely Single
Reader, I married him.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Classic Married Reader
Oh 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!
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Children Soul Think
Presentiments are strange things: and so are sympathies; and so are signs; and the three combined make one mystery to which humanity has not yet found the key.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Humanity Key Three
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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Home Kindness Rochester
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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Ocean Sea Sunrise Sunset
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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Life Nursing Together
Adversity is a good school.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Adversity School Trouble
He was the first to recognise me, and to love what he saw.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

First Recognise Saw
Mademoiselle is a fairy,” he said, whispering mysteriously.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Fairy Said Whispering
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

Flower Hand Wish
Better to be without logic than without feeling.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Feel Life Logic Thinking
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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Happiness Sound World
Your will shall decide your destiny.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Decide Destiny Reason Result

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