Your will shall decide your destiny.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEI have no wish to talk nonsense.” “If you did, it would be in such a grave, quiet manner, I should mistake it for sense.
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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Oh! that gentleness! how far more potent is it than force!
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And with that answer, he left me. I would much rather he had knocked me down.
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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.
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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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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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I mentally shake hands with you for your answer, despite its inaccuracy.” Mr. Rochester
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You, Jane, I must have you for my own–entirely my own.
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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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That to begin with; let respect be the foundation, affection the first floor, love the superstructure.
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He was the first to recognise me, and to love what he saw.
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Take my love. One day share my life. Be my dearest, first on earth.
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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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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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I feel monotony and death to be almost the same.
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It is a pity that doing one’s best does not always answer.
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I like to see flowers growing, but when they are gathered, they cease to please. I look on them as things rootless and perishable; their likeness to life makes me sad. I never offer flowers to those I love; I never wish to receive them from hands dear to me.
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I am not talking to you now through the medium of custom, conventionalities, nor even of mortal flesh: it is my spirit that addresses your spirit; just as if both had passed through the grave, and we stood at God’s feet, equal–as we are!
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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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Adversity is a good school.
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Better to be without logic than without feeling.
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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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I do not think, sir, you have any right to command me, merely because you are older than I, or because you have seen more of the world than I have; your claim to superiority depends on the use you have made of your time and experience.
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If men could see us as we really are, they would be a little amazed.
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You transfix me quite.
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Flirting is a woman’s trade, one must keep in practice.
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Reader, I married him.
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