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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 Bronte

I am anchored on a resolve you cannot shake. My heart, my conscience shall dispose of my hand – they only. Know this at last.
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Hand Heart Independence
Adversity is a good school.
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Adversity School Trouble
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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Encouragement Heart Night
Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.
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Alive Birth Cry Weak
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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Flesh Husband Love Thing
Take my love. One day share my life. Be my dearest, first on earth.
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Day Earth First One
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
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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Arm Lamb Shepherds
It would not be wicked to love me.” “It would to obey you.
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Love Obey Wicked
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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Angel Love Strong
Reader, I married him.
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Classic Married Reader
You transfix me quite.
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Life Person Quiet Transmix
Good-night, my-” He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.
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Good Left Necessity Night
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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Kind Read Serious
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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Humanity Key Three
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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Foundation Friendship Sake
I am no bird and no net ensnares me
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Bird Country Ensnare Person
Oh! that gentleness! how far more potent is it than force!
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Force Gentleness Potent
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
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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Children Soul Think
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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Fascinate Quality Shape
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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Reason Strikes Struck
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
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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Home Kindness Rochester
Too often do reviewers remind us of the mob of Astrologers, Chaldeans, and Soothsayers gathered before ‘the writing on the wall’ and unable to read the characters or make known the interpretation.
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Character Wall Writing
Tact, if it be genuine, never sleeps.
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Genuine Sleep Tact
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

I am anchored on a resolve you cannot shake. My heart, my conscience shall dispose of my hand – they only. Know this at last.

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