"If I let a gust of wind or a sprinkling of rain turn me aside from the easy tasks, what preparation would such sloth be for the future I propose mysel...

Jane, 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 ...
~ Charlotte Brontë ~












Jane, be still; don't struggle so like a wild, frantic bird, that is rending its own plumage in its ...
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"I am not an angel,' I asserted; 'and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself. Mr. Rochester, you must neither expect nor exact anything celesti...
"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; yo...
"I am not an angel," I asserted; "and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself.
"I know that a stranger's hand will write to me next, to say that the good and faithful servant has been called at length into the joy of his Lord. And...
"One morning at the end of the two years, as I was writing a letter to his dictation, he came and bent over me, and said--"Jane, have you a glittering ...
"To pass its threshold was to return to stagnation; to cross the silent hall, to ascend the darksome staircase, to seek my own lonely little room, and ...
"Human life and human labour were near. I must struggle on: strive to live and bend to toil like the rest.
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