I have no wish to talk nonsense.” “If you did, it would be in such a grave, quiet manner, I should mistake it for sense.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEIf men could see us as we really are, they would be a little amazed.
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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Jane, be still; don’t struggle so like a wild, frantic bird, that is rending its own plumage in its desperation.” “I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being, with an independent will; which I now exert to leave you.
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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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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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You have rather the look of another world. I marvelled where you had got that sort of face.
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There is nothing I fear so much as idleness, the want of occupation, inactivity, the lethargy of the faculties; when the body is idle, the spirit suffers painfully.
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Adversity is a good school.
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Good-night, my-” He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.
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I feel monotony and death to be almost the same.
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Better to be without logic than without feeling.
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I mentally shake hands with you for your answer, despite its inaccuracy.” Mr. Rochester
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There is nothing I fear so much as idleness, the want of occupation, inactivity, the lethargy of the faculties; when the body is idle, the spirit suffers painfully.
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as much good-will may be conveyed in one hearty word as in many.
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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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Poverty, for me, is synonymous with degradation.
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I am no bird and no net ensnares me
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