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Better to be without logic than without feeling.

Look twice before you leap.

Friends always forget those whom fortune forsakes.

Jane Eyre

Something of vengeance I had tasted for the first time as aromatic wine it seemed on swallowing w...

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Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity or registering wrong.

Men judge us by the success of our efforts. God looks at the efforts themselves.

Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never be...

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A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow.

Memory in youth is active and easily impressible; in old age it is comparatively callous to new impr...

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Happiness quite unshared can scarcely be called happiness it has no taste.

I feel monotony and death to be almost the same.

Life is so constructed that the event does not cannot will not match the expectation.

I have an inward treasure born within me which can keep me alive if all the extraneous delights sho...

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Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs.

You had no right to be born; for you make no use of life. Instead of living for, in, and with yourse...

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If we would build on a sure foundation in friendship, we must love friends for their sake rather tha...

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The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, th...

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If we would build on a sure foundation in friendship we must love friends for their sake rather tha...

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I am no bird and no net ensnares me I am a free human being with an independent will.

If I let a gust of wind or a sprinkling of rain turn me aside from the easy tasks, what preparation ...

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My feelings towards it can only be paralleled by that of a doting parent towards an idiot child.

I write because I cannot NOT write.

Je fais mon lit et mon ménage; I seek my dinner in a restaurant; my supper takes care, of itself; I ...

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Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are aliv...

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Mark my words—you will come some day to a craggy pass in the channel, where the whole of life’s stre...

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I know how soon youth would fade and bloom perish, if, in the cup of bliss offered, but one dreg of ...

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I believe - I daily find it proved - that we can get nothing in this world worth keeping, not so muc...

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I knew you would do me good in some way, at some time--I saw it in your eyes when I first beheld you...

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Nature seemed to me benign and good; I thought she loved me, outcast as I was; and I, who from man c...

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They outnumbered me, and I was worsted and under their feet; but, as yet, I was not dead.

Writers cannot choose their own mood: with them it is not always hide-tide, nor --thank Heaven!--alw...

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Human feelings are queer things -- I am much happier -- black-leading the stove's -- making the beds...

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Take the matter as you find it ask no questions, utter no remonstrances; it is your best wisdom. You...

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I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being, with an independent will; which I now...

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Jane Eyre

But when one does not complain, and when one wants to master oneself with a tyrant’s grip — one’s fa...

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I try to avoid looking forward or backward, and try to keep looking upward.

Women are supposed to be very calm generally: but women feel just as men feel; they need exercise fo...

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As far as my experience of matrimony goes -- I think it tends to draw you out of, and away from your...

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Men, in general, are a sort of scum, very different to anything of which you have an idea.

You ask me if I do not think that men are strange beings - I do indeed, I have often thought so - an...

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Anybody may blame me who likes, when I add further, that, now and then, when I took a walk by myself...

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Misery generates hate.

(...)because Miss Temple has generally something to say which is newer than my own reflections; her ...

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Those who live in retirement, whose lives have fallen amid the seclusion of schools or of other wall...

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To you I am neither man nor woman. I come before you as an author only. It is the sole standard by w...

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I tired of the routine of eight years in one afternoon.

Whatever my powers--feminine or the contrary--God had given them, and I felt resolute to be ashamed ...

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If for instance the sentiment possessing for the moment the empire of our mind is sorrow, will not t...

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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 st...

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It is true I little respect women or girls who are loquacious either in boasting the triumphs, or be...

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His will be done, as done it surely will be, whether we humble ourselves to resignation or not. The ...

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One suffers in silence so long as one has the strength and when that strength fails one speaks witho...

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And who cares for imagination? Who does not think it a rather dangerous, senseless attribute, akin t...

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Your mind is my treasure, and if it were broken, it would be my treasure still

My sister Emily first declined. The details of her illness are deep-branded in my memory, but to dwe...

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He showed the fineness of his nature by being kinder to me after that misunderstanding than before. ...

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An extraordinary dream by lord charles wellesley. (Charlotte Bronte)'In this slumber i thought i was...

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Swifts, on a fine morning in May, flying this way, that way, sailing around at a great hight, perfec...

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Why can she not influence him more, when she is privileged to drawso near to him?” I asked myself. “...

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Youth is gone -- gone -- and will never come back: can't help it.

I desired liberty; for liberty I gasped; for liberty I uttered a prayer; it seemed scattered on the ...

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You can write nothing of value unless you give yourself wholly to the the theme -- and when you so g...

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Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think w...

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At that time, I well remember whatever could excite - certain accidents of the weather, for instance...

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Night was come, and her planets were risen: a safe, still night: too serene for the companionship of...

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But this I know; the writer who possesses the creative gift owns something of which he is not always...

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Where my soul went during that swoon I cannot tell. Whatever she saw, or wherever she travelled in h...

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It seems to me, that if you tried hard, you would in time find it possible to become what you yourse...

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He turned away; he threw himself on his face on the sofa. 'Oh, Jane! my hope - my love - my life!' b...

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Oh, I am so sick of the young men of the present day!” exclaimed she, rattling away at the instrumen...

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Jane Eyre

Provided with a case of pencils, and some sheets of paper, I used to take a seat apart from them, ne...

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Sir,' I interrupted him, 'you are inexorable for that unfortunate lady; you speak of her with hate -...

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Something of vengeance I had tasted for the first time; as aromatic wine it seemed, on swallowing, w...

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I had not intended to love him; the reader knows I had wrought hard to extirpate from my soul the ge...

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Dread remorse when you are tempted to err, Miss Eyre; remorse is the poison of life.

But as his wife - at his side always, and always restrained, and always checked - forced to keep the...

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Jane Eyre

If he does go, the change will be doleful. Suppose he should be absent spring, summer, and autumn: h...

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Jane Eyre

Would you not be happier if you tried to forget her severity, together with the passionate emotions ...

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No sight so sad as that of a naughty child," he began, "especially a naughty little girl. Do you kno...

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Every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sickness it would still be dear.

Some of the best people that ever lived have been as destitute as I am; and if you are a Christian, ...

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When once more alone, I reviewed the information I had got; looked into my heart, examined its thoug...

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Do you wonder that I avow this to you? Know, that in the course of your future life you will often f...

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Jane Eyre

Was I gleeful, settled, content, during the hours I passed in yonder bare, humble schoolroom this mo...

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Jane Eyre

... your grasp, even in fury, would have a charm for me...

Then, learn from me not to judge by appearances: I am, as Miss Scatcherd said, slatternly; I seldom ...

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Arraigned at my own bar, Memory having given her evidence of the hopes, wishes, sentiments I had bee...

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A waft of wind came sweeping down the laurel-walk, and trembled through the boughs of the chestnut: ...

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I had not, it seems, the originality to chalk out a new road to shame and destruction, but trode the...

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Poverty, for me, is synonymous with degradation.

When you are inquisitive, Jane, you always make me smile. You open your eyes like an eager bird, and...

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There was no possibility of taking a walk that day. We had been wandering, indeed, in the leafless s...

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They were not bound to regard with affection a thing that could not sympathise with one amongst them...

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Reason sits firm and holds the reins, and she will not let the feelings burst away and hurry her to ...

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Jane! will you hear reason?' (he stooped and approached his lips to my ear) 'because, if you won't, ...

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My hopes were all dead --- struck with a subtle doom, such as, in one night, fell on all the first-b...

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Yet, when this cherished volume was now placed in my hand—when I turned over its leaves, and sought ...

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I know what it is to live entirely for and with what I love best on earth. I hold myself supremely b...

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Bessie asked if I would have a book: the word book acted as a transient stimulus, and I begged her t...

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It is far better to endure patiently a smart which nobody feels but yourself, than to commit a hasty...

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I have an inward treasure born with me, which can keep me alive if all extraneous delights should be...

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Charlotte Brontë

Novelist

Born: 1816-04-21

Died: 1855-03-31

Charlotte Brontë (21 April 1816 – 31 March 1855) was an English novelist, the eldest of the three Brontë sisters, who first published her work under the pseudonym Currer Bell.More