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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.

Charlotte Bronte

Remorse is the poison of life.
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Poison Regret Remorse
I am no bird and no net ensnares me
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Bird Country Ensnare Person
Mademoiselle is a fairy,” he said, whispering mysteriously.
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Fairy Said Whispering
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
A depressing and difficult passage has prefaced every page I have turned in life.
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Depressing Difficult Page
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
You have rather the look of another world. I marvelled where you had got that sort of face.
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Faces Look World
I mentally shake hands with you for your answer, despite its inaccuracy.” Mr. Rochester
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Answers Hand Rochester
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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Flower Hand Wish
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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Ocean Sea Sunrise Sunset
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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Grave Mistake Talk Wish
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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Evil Refined Selfish Strong
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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Cost Lover May
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
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
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

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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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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