For I too liked reading, thought of a frivolous and childish kind; I could not digest or comprehend the serious or substantial.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEThere is, in lovers, a certain infatuation of egotism; they will have a witness of their happiness, cost that witness what it may.
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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Take my love. One day share my life. Be my dearest, first on earth.
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That to begin with; let respect be the foundation, affection the first floor, love the superstructure.
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He was the first to recognise me, and to love what he saw.
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as much good-will may be conveyed in one hearty word as in many.
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You, Jane, I must have you for my own–entirely my own.
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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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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.
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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.
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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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Better to be without logic than without feeling.
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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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I doubt if I have made the best use of all my calamities. Soft, amiable natures they would have refined to saintliness; of strong, evil spirits they would have made demons; as for me, I have only been a woe-struck and selfish woman.
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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!
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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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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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