Shake me off, then, sir–push me away; for I’ll not leave you of my own accord.
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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I think you will learn to be natural with me, as I find it impossible to be conventional with you
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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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It is a pity that doing one’s best does not always answer.
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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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If men could see us as we really are, they would be a little amazed.
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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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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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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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Mademoiselle is a fairy,” he said, whispering mysteriously.
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Jane Eyre “I desired more…than was within my reach. Who blames me? Many call me discontented. I couldn’t help it: the restlessness is in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes.
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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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It would not be wicked to love me.” “It would to obey you.
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All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest of me from your presence forever.
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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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Adversity is a good school.
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