You transfix me quite.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEConventionality is not morality. Self-righteousness is not religion. To attack the first is not to assail the last.
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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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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Oh! that gentleness! how far more potent is it than force!
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He was the first to recognise me, and to love what he saw.
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Mademoiselle is a fairy,” he said, whispering mysteriously.
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It would not be wicked to love me.” “It would to obey you.
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If men could see us as we really are, they would be a little amazed.
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Rochester: I am to take mademoiselle to the moon, and there I shall seek a cave in one of the white valleys among the volcano-tops, and mademoiselle shall live with me there, and only me.
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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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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.
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A depressing and difficult passage has prefaced every page I have turned in life.
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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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I mentally shake hands with you for your answer, despite its inaccuracy.” Mr. Rochester
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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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Shake me off, then, sir–push me away; for I’ll not leave you of my own accord.
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Presentiments are strange things: and so are sympathies; and so are signs; and the three combined make one mystery to which humanity has not yet found the key.
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