Charlotte Bronte Quotes
The hiss of the quenched element, the breakage of the pitcher which I had flung from my hand when I had emptied it, and, above all, the splash of the shower-bath I had liberally bestowed, roused Mr Rochester at last though it was dark, I knew he was awake; because I heard him fulminating strange anathemas at finding himself lying in a pool of water. 'Is there a flood?' he cried...
Charlotte Bronte
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Being a former engineer, you learn to always go back, study yourself, see what you could've done differently, see what you could've said.
Loni Love
Knock wood, but I started acting professionally when I was 16, and I've always been able to support myself since then.
Anthony Charles Edwards
I have about two or three people, we don't have an office, we don't even have a dedicated phone line. We do it out of our own homes, and we make it work.
John Zorn
I'm not laughing at you. ... I'm laughing at the whole stupid business. We face the biggest threat in our history and they give me a helmet too big,and you a helmet too small, and tell us we can't exchange them. It's too much. Really.
David Gemmell
What I know for sure is that behind every catastrophe, there are great lessons to be learned. Among the many that we as a country need to get is that as long as we play the "us and them" game, we don't evolve as people, as a nation, as a planet.
Oprah Winfrey
I think that's what we all want on this earth - to feel that at some level we have connected with other human beings.
Marianne Williamson
A dead body revenges not injuries.
William Blake
The Chinese say that water is the most powerful element, because it is perfectly nonresistant. It can wear away a rock, and sweep all before it.
Florence Scovel Shinn
In fantasy, the expression of exploring another world, you get the universal truth of that excitement and fear, but there's an element of fantasy that you have to not forget so you can take people on that journey.
Dan Payne
The hiss of the quenched element, the breakage of the pitcher which I had flung from my hand when I had emptied it, and, above all, the splash of the shower-bath I had liberally bestowed, roused Mr Rochester at last though it was dark, I knew he was awake; because I heard him fulminating strange anathemas at finding himself lying in a pool of water. 'Is there a flood?' he cried...
Charlotte Bronte