That to begin with; let respect be the foundation, affection the first floor, love the superstructure.
CHARLOTTE BRONTEJane, be still; don’t struggle so like a wild, frantic bird, that is rending its own plumage in its desperation.” “I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being, with an independent will; which I now exert to leave you.
More Charlotte Bronte Quotes
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Adversity is a good school.
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Your will shall decide your destiny.
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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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No mockery in this world ever sounds to me so hollow as that of being told to cultivate happiness. What does such advice mean? Happiness is not a potato, to be planted in mould, and tilled with manure.
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You transfix me quite.
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Tact, if it be genuine, never sleeps.
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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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Adversity is a good school.
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I think you will learn to be natural with me, as I find it impossible to be conventional with you
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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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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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I mentally shake hands with you for your answer, despite its inaccuracy.” Mr. Rochester
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It is a pity that doing one’s best does not always answer.
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I am no bird and no net ensnares me
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If he does go, the change will be doleful. Suppose he should be absent spring, summer, and autumn: how joyless sunshine and fine days will seem!
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