I am anchored on a resolve you cannot shake. My heart, my conscience shall dispose of my hand – they only. Know this at last.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEPresentiments 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.
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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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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That to begin with; let respect be the foundation, affection the first floor, love the superstructure.
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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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I seem to have gathered up a stray lamb in my arms: you wandered out of the fold to seek your shepherd, did you, Jane?
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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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It is a pity that doing one’s best does not always answer.
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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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as much good-will may be conveyed in one hearty word as in many.
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I mentally shake hands with you for your answer, despite its inaccuracy.” Mr. Rochester
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The idea of seeing the sea – of being near it – watching its changes by sunrise, sunset, moonlight, and noonday – in calm, perhaps in storm – fills and satisfies my mind.
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Tact, if it be genuine, never sleeps.
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Adversity is a good school.
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Thank you, Mr. Rochester, for your great kindness. I am strangely glad to get back again to you: and wherever you are is my home—my only home.
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I am no bird and no net ensnares me
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You, Jane, I must have you for my own–entirely my own.
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