as much good-will may be conveyed in one hearty word as in many.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEAll 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.
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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Jane Eyre “I desired more…than was within my reach. Who blames me? Many call me discontented. I couldn’t help it: the restlessness is in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes.
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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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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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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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Your will shall decide your destiny.
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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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You — you strange — you almost unearthly thing! — I love as my own flesh. You — poor and obscure, and small and plain as you are — I entreat to accept me as a husband.
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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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I mean that I value vision, and dread being struck stone blind.
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Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.
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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 not your dear; I cannot lie down: send me to school soon, Mrs. Reed, for I hate to live here.
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What you want to ignite in others must first burn inside yourself.
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For I too liked reading, thought of a frivolous and childish kind; I could not digest or comprehend the serious or substantial.
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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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