Poverty, for me, is synonymous with degradation.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEPoverty, for me, is synonymous with degradation.
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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It is a pity that doing one’s best does not always answer.
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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.
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I had a theoretical reverence and homage for beauty, elegance, gallantry, fascination but had I met those qualities incarnate in masculine shape, I should have known instinctively that they had nor could have sympathy with anything in me.
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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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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.
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I have for the first time found what I can truly love- I have found you. You are my sympathy-my better self-my good angel-I am bound to you with a strong attachment.
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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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I mean that I value vision, and dread being struck stone blind.
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Good-night, my-” He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.
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Conventionality is not morality. Self-righteousness is not religion. To attack the first is not to assail the last.
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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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Remorse is the poison of life.
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All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest of me from your presence forever.
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I am no bird and no net ensnares me
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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.
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