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Take my love. One day share my life. Be my dearest, first on earth.

Charlotte Bronte

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?
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Arm Lamb Shepherds
It would not be wicked to love me.” “It would to obey you.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Love Obey Wicked
If men could see us as we really are, they would be a little amazed.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Amaze Little Men
The cool peace and dewy sweetness of the night filled me with a mood of hope: not hope on any definite point, but a general sense of encouragement and heart-ease.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Encouragement Heart Night
They will both be happy, and I do not grudge them their bliss; but I groan under my own misery: some of my suffering is very acute. Truly, I ought not to have been born: they should have smothered me at first cry.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

First Happy Misery Suffer
I am not talking to you now through the medium of custom, conventionalities, nor even of mortal flesh: it is my spirit that addresses your spirit; just as if both had passed through the grave, and we stood at God’s feet, equal–as we are!
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Addresses Feet Talk
Adversity is a good school.
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Adversity School Trouble
He was the first to recognise me, and to love what he saw.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

First Recognise Saw
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?
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Arms Lamb Shepherd
I think you will learn to be natural with me, as I find it impossible to be conventional with you
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Impossible Natural Think
Mademoiselle is a fairy,” he said, whispering mysteriously.
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Fairy Said Whispering
I feel monotony and death to be almost the same.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Almost Feel Monotony
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
Remorse is the poison of life.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Poison Regret Remorse
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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Body Occupation Suffering
Good-night, my-” He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Good Left Necessity Night

Take my love. One day share my life. Be my dearest, first on earth.

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