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To prolong doubt was to prolong hope.
Charlotte Bronte
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There's no use in weeping, Though we are condemned to part: There's such a thing as keeping, A remembrance in one's heart.
Charlotte Bronte
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Your will shall decide your destiny.
Charlotte Bronte
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Say whatever your memory suggests is true; but add nothing and exaggerate nothing.
Charlotte Bronte
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I longed for a power of vision which might overpass that limit; which might reach the busy world, towns, regions full of life I had heard of but never seen: that I desired more of practical experience than I possessed; more of intercourse with my kind, of acquaintance with variety of character, than was here within my reach.
Charlotte Bronte
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Rochester: I am to take mademoiselle to the moon, and there I shall seek a cave in one of the white valleys among the volcano-tops, and mademoiselle shall live with me there, and only me.
Charlotte Bronte
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Monsieur, sit down; listen to me. I am not a heathen, I am not hard-hearted, I am not unchristian, I am not dangerous, as they tell you; I would not trouble your faith; you believe in God and Christ and the Bible, and so do I.
Charlotte Bronte
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I am very happy, Jane; and when you hear that I am dead, you must be sure and not grieve: there is nothing to grieve about. We all must die one day, and the illness which is removing me is not painful; it is gentle and gradual: my mind is at rest. I leave no one to regret me much: I have only a father; and he is lately married, and will not miss me. By dying young, I shall escape great sufferings. I had not qualities or talents to make my way very well in the world: I should have been continually at fault.
Charlotte Bronte
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Thank you, Mr. Rochester, for your great kindness. I am strangely glad to get back again to you: and wherever you are is my home—my only home.
Charlotte Bronte
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The word book acted as a transient stimulus...
Charlotte Bronte
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Jane, I never meant to wound you thus...Will you ever forgive me?" Reader, I forgave him at the moment and on the spot.
Charlotte Bronte
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I can only say with deeper sincerity and fuller significance what I have always said in theory - Wait God's will.
Charlotte Bronte
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We should acknowledge God merciful, but not always for us comprehensible.
Charlotte Bronte
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You transfix me quite.
Charlotte Bronte
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Some of the best people that ever lived have been as destitute as I am; and if you are a Christian, you ought not to consider poverty a crime.
Charlotte Bronte
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I am no bird and no net ensnares me...
Charlotte Bronte
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You never felt jealousy, did you, Miss Eyre? Of course not: I need not ask you; because you never felt love. You have both sentiments yet to experience: your soul sleeps; the shock is yet to be given which shall waken it.
Charlotte Bronte
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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.
Charlotte Bronte
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It would not be wicked to love me." "It would to obey you.
Charlotte Bronte
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And it is you, spirit--with will and energy, and virtue and purity--that I want, not alone with your brittle frame.
Charlotte Bronte
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Emily suffers no more from pain or weakness now. She will never suffer more in this world. She is gone after a hard, short conflict...Yes there is no Emily in time or on earth now. Yesterday we put her poor, wasted, mortal frame quietly under the chancel pavement. We are very calm at present. Why shoud we be otherwise? The anguish of seeing her suffer is over; the spectacle of the pains of death is gone by; the funeral day is past. We feel she is at peace. No need now to trouble for the hard frost and the keen wind. Emily does not feel them.
Charlotte Bronte
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To the dear eye and eloquent tongue, to the soul made of fire, and the character that bends but does not break... I am ever tender and true.
Charlotte Bronte
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Jane! will you hear reason?' (he stooped and approached his lips to my ear) 'because, if you won't, I'll try violence.
Charlotte Bronte
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I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine.
Charlotte Bronte
