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Remorse is the poison of life.

Charlotte Bronte

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
Reader, I married him.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Classic Married Reader
as much good-will may be conveyed in one hearty word as in many.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Hearty Hope Kindness
When we are struck at without a reason, we should strike back again very hard; I am sure we should – so hard as to teach the person who struck us never to do it again.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Reason Strikes Struck
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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Character Wall Writing
If he does go, the change will be doleful. Suppose he should be absent spring, summer, and autumn: how joyless sunshine and fine days will seem!
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Spring Summer Sunshine
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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Grief Love Struggle
Mademoiselle is a fairy,” he said, whispering mysteriously.
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Fairy Said Whispering
Flirting is a woman’s trade, one must keep in practice.
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Flirt Flirty Sex Trade
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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Morning Spring Summer
There is, in lovers, a certain infatuation of egotism; they will have a witness of their happiness, cost that witness what it may.
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Cost Lover May
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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Circumstance Give Self Soul
Better to be without logic than without feeling.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Feel Life Logic Thinking
It is a pity that doing one’s best does not always answer.
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Answer Country People Thank
You transfix me quite.
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Innovation Quite Transfix
You — you strange — you almost unearthly thing! — I love as my own flesh. You — poor and obscure, and small and plain as you are — I entreat to accept me as a husband.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Flesh Husband Love Thing

Remorse is the poison of life.

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