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You never felt jealousy, did you, Miss Eyre? Of course not: I need not ask you; because you never felt love. You have both sentiments yet to experience: your soul sleeps; the shock is yet to be given which shall waken it.

Charlotte Bronte

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

Love Obey Wicked
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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Body Occupation Suffering
A depressing and difficult passage has prefaced every page I have turned in life.
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Depressing Difficult Page
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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Fascinate Quality Shape
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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Moon Volcanoes White
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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Happiness Sound World
You transfix me quite.
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Life Person Quiet Transmix
He was the first to recognise me, and to love what he saw.
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First Recognise Saw
Shake me off, then, sir–push me away; for I’ll not leave you of my own accord.
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Accord Away Push Shake
Oh! that gentleness! how far more potent is it than force!
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Force Gentleness Potent
Conventionality is not morality. Self-righteousness is not religion. To attack the first is not to assail the last.
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Independence Last Self
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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First Happy Misery Suffer
My home is humble and unattractive to strangers, but to me it contains what I shall find nowhere else in the world – the … affection which brothers and sisters feel for each other.
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Brother Home Humble
It is a pity that doing one’s best does not always answer.
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Answer Country People Thank
I mean that I value vision, and dread being struck stone blind.
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Mean Stone Vision
What you want to ignite in others must first burn inside yourself.
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First Ignite People Require
I think you will learn to be natural with me, as I find it impossible to be conventional with you
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Impossible Natural Think
You transfix me quite.
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Innovation Quite Transfix
I could not answer the ceaseless inward question-why I thus suffered; now, at the distance of-I will not say how many years, I see it clearly.
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Distance Understanding Year
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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Evil Refined Selfish Strong
Reader, I married him.
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Classic Married Reader
Better to be without logic than without feeling.
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Feel Life Logic Thinking
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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Grave Mistake Talk Wish
I am not your dear; I cannot lie down: send me to school soon, Mrs. Reed, for I hate to live here.
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Hate Lying School
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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Morning Spring Summer
Your will shall decide your destiny.
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Decide Destiny Reason Result
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.
CHARLOTTE BRONTE

Grief Love Struggle

You never felt jealousy, did you, Miss Eyre? Of course not: I need not ask you; because you never felt love. You have both sentiments yet to experience: your soul sleeps; the shock is yet to be given which shall waken it.

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You never felt jealousy, did you, Miss Eyre? Of course not: I need not ask you; because you never felt love. You have both sentiments yet to experience: your soul sleeps; the shock is yet to be given which shall waken it.

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