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I scorn your idea of love,' I could not help saying, as I rose up and stood before him, leaning my back against the rock. 'I scorn the counterfeit sentiment you offer: yes, St. John, and I scorn you when you offer it.
Charlotte Bronte
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Of late years an abundant shower of curates has fallen upon the North of England.
Charlotte Bronte
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Fortune is proverbially called changeful, yet her caprice often takes the form of repeating again and again a similar stroke of luck in the same quarter.
Charlotte Bronte
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I smiled: I thought to myself Mr. Rochester is peculiar — he seems to forget that he pays me £30 per annum for receiving his orders. "The smile is very well," said he, catching instantly the passing expression; "but speak too." "I was thinking, sir, that very few masters would trouble themselves to inquire whether or not their paid subordinates were piqued and hurt by their orders.
Charlotte Bronte
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You mocking changeling- fairy-born and human-bred!
Charlotte Bronte
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He is not to them what he is to me," I thought: "he is not of their kind. I believe he is of mine- I am sure he is- I feel akin to him- I understand the language of his countenance and movements: though rank and wealth sever us widely, I have something in my brain and heart, in my blood and nerves, that assimilates me mentally to him.
Charlotte Bronte
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Would you not be happier if you tried to forget her severity, together with the passionate emotions it excited? Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs.
Charlotte Bronte
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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 could anticipate only mistrust, rejection, insult, clung to her with filial fondness. To-night at least, I would be her guest-as I was her child; my mother would lodge me without money and without price.
Charlotte Bronte
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[O]ur honeymoon will shine our life long: its beams will only fade over your grave or mine.
Charlotte Bronte
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...it strikes me with terror and anguish to feel I absolutely must be torn from you for ever. I see the necessity of departure; and it is like looking on the necessity of death.
Charlotte Bronte
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Wise people say it is folly to think anybody perfect; and as to likes and dislikes, we should be friendly to all, and worship none...
Charlotte Bronte
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I could not help it: the restlessness was in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes.
Charlotte Bronte
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After a youth and manhood passed half in unutterable misery and half in dreary solitude, I have for the first time found what I can truly love--I have found you.
Charlotte Bronte
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Oh! that gentleness! how far more potent is it than force!
Charlotte Bronte
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But what is so headstrong as youth? What so blind as inexperience?
Charlotte Bronte
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The charm of variety there was not, nor the excitement of incident; but I liked peace so well, and sought stimulus so little, that when the latter came I almost felt it a disturbance, and rather still wished it had held aloof.
Charlotte Bronte
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Let your performance do the thinking.
Charlotte Bronte
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Reserved people often really need the frank discussion of their sentiments and griefs more than the expansive.
Charlotte Bronte
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I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being with an independent will.
Charlotte Bronte
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Unheard-of combinations of circumstances demand unheard-of rules.
Charlotte Bronte
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I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself.
Charlotte Bronte
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It is a very strange sensation to inexperience youth to feel itself quite alone the world, cut adrift from every connection, uncertain whether the port to which it is bound can be reached, and prevented by many impediments from returning to that it has quitted. The charm of adventure sweetens that sensation, the glow of pride warms it; but then the throb of fear disturbs it; and fear with me became predominant when half an hour elapsed, and still I was alone.
Charlotte Bronte
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I could not unlove him now, merely because I found that he had ceased to notice me.
Charlotte Bronte
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I sat down and tried to rest. I could not; though I had been on foot all day, I could not now repose an instant; I was too much excited. A phase of my life was closing tonight, a new one opening tomorrow: impossible to slumber in the interval; I must watch feverishly while the change was being accomplished.
Charlotte Bronte
