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 BRONTESuch is the imperfect nature of man! such spots are there on the disc of the clearest planet; and eyes like Miss Scatcherd’s can only see those minute defects, and are blind to the full brightness of the orb.
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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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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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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I can live alone, if self-respect, and circumstances require me so to do. I need not sell my soul to buy bliss. I have an inward treasure born with me, which can keep me alive if all extraneous delights should be withheld, or offered only at a price I cannot afford to give.
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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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If men could see us as we really are, they would be a little amazed.
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Remorse is the poison of life.
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Such is the imperfect nature of man! such spots are there on the disc of the clearest planet; and eyes like Miss Scatcherd’s can only see those minute defects, and are blind to the full brightness of the orb.
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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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A depressing and difficult passage has prefaced every page I have turned in life.
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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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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.
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Mademoiselle is a fairy,” he said, whispering mysteriously.
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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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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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I do not think, sir, you have any right to command me, merely because you are older than I, or because you have seen more of the world than I have; your claim to superiority depends on the use you have made of your time and experience.
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You, Jane, I must have you for my own–entirely my own.
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Your will shall decide your destiny.
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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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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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It would not be wicked to love me.” “It would to obey you.
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That to begin with; let respect be the foundation, affection the first floor, love the superstructure.
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I mentally shake hands with you for your answer, despite its inaccuracy.” Mr. Rochester
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I could not answer the ceaseless inward question-why I thus suffered; now, at the distance of-I will not say how many years, I see it clearly.
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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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Poverty, for me, is synonymous with degradation.
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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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