Would you not be happier if you tried to forget her severity, together with the passionate emotions it excited? Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEI mentally shake hands with you for your answer, despite its inaccuracy.” Mr. Rochester
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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Flirting is a woman’s trade, one must keep in practice.
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Take my love. One day share my life. Be my dearest, first on earth.
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I mentally shake hands with you for your answer, despite its inaccuracy.” Mr. Rochester
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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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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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Poverty, for me, is synonymous with degradation.
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I feel monotony and death to be almost the same.
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Good-night, my-” He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.
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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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Your will shall decide your destiny.
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After a youth and manhood passed half in unutterable misery and half in dreary solitude, I have for the first time found what I can truly love–I have found you.
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You have rather the look of another world. I marvelled where you had got that sort of face.
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Better to be without logic than without feeling.
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And with that answer, he left me. I would much rather he had knocked me down.
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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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