I am no bird and no net ensnares me
CHARLOTTE BRONTEYou, Jane, I must have you for my own–entirely my own.
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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I mentally shake hands with you for your answer, despite its inaccuracy.” Mr. Rochester
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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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You, Jane, I must have you for my own–entirely my own.
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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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Mademoiselle is a fairy,” he said, whispering mysteriously.
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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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The trouble is not that I am single and likely to stay single, but that I am lonely and likely to stay lonely.
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Remorse is the poison of life.
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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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What you want to ignite in others must first burn inside yourself.
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If men could see us as we really are, they would be a little amazed.
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My home is humble and unattractive to strangers, but to me it contains what I shall find nowhere else in the world – the … affection which brothers and sisters feel for each other.
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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 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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Conventionality is not morality. Self-righteousness is not religion. To attack the first is not to assail the last.
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Memory in youth is active and easily impressible; in old age it is comparatively callous to new impressions, but still retains vividly those of earlier years.
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You transfix me quite.
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And with that answer, he left me. I would much rather he had knocked me down.
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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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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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as much good-will may be conveyed in one hearty word as in many.
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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 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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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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He was the first to recognise me, and to love what he saw.
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Good-night, my-” He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.
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