Your station is in my heart, and on the necks of those who would insult you. — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
Little Jane's love would have been my best reward, without it, my heart is broken. — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“This pure little drop from a pure little source was too sweet: it penetrated deep, and subdued the heart” — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
My rest might have been blissful enough, only a sad heart broke it. — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
I think I must admit so fair a guest when it asks entrance to my heart. — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed. — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
“Jane Eyre, who had been an ardent, expectant woman — almost a bride, was a cold, solitary girl again: her life was… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
I am anchored on a resolve you cannot shake. My heart, my conscience shall dispose of my hand - they only. Know… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
But solitude is sadness.' 'Yes; it is sadness. Life, however, has worse than that. Deeper than melancholy lies heart-break. — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“Into the hands of common sense I confided the matter. Common sense, however, was as chilled and bewildered as all my other… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
Good fortune opens the hand as well as the heart wonderfully; and to give somewhat when we have largely received, but to… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“You have not wept at all! I see a white cheek and a faded eye, but no trace of tears. I suppose… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
As to the mouth, it delights at times in laughter; it is disposed to impart all that the brain conceives; though I… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs. With this creed, revenge never worries my… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think wrong! - I have… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
He is not to them what he is to me," I thought: "he is not of their kind. I believe he is… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
Sometimes I have the strangest feeling about you. Especially when you are near me as you are now. It feels as though… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
I never met your likeness. Jane: you please me, and you master me - you seem to submit, and I like the… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
Gentle reader, may you never feel what I then felt! May your eyes never shed such stormy, scalding, heart-wrung tears as poured… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
I would not be you for a kingdom.' The remark was too naïve to rouse anger; I merely said - 'Very good.'… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“Observe her when she has some knitting, or some other woman's work in hand, and sits the image of peace, calmly intent… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
I hold another creed, which no one ever taught me, and which I seldom mention, but in which I delight, and to… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
So you shun me? - you shut yourself up and grieve alone! I would rather you had come and upbraided me with… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never been loosened or fertilised by… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
I Believe she thought I had forgotten my station; and yours, sir.' 'Station! Station!-- your station is in my heart, and on… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
The cool peace and dewy sweetness of the night filled me with a mood of hope: not hope on any definite point,… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
To women who please me only by their faces, I am the very devil when I find out they have neither souls… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
God surely did not create us, and cause us to live, with the sole end of wishing always to die. I believe,… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
I was glad of it: I never liked long walks, especially on chilly afternoons: dreadful to me was the coming home in… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
Because when she failed, I saw how she might have succeeded. Arrows that continually glanced off from Mr. Rochester's breast and fell… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
I knew, you would do me good, in some way, at some time;- I saw it in your eyes when I first… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“She was now precisely in that state when, if her constitution had contained the seeds of consumption, decline, or slow fever, those… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“When once more alone, I reviewed the information I had got; looked into my heart, examined its thoughts and feelings, and endeavored… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
I have for the first time found what I can truly love–I have found you. You are my sympathy–my better self–my good… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
At heart, he could not abide sense in women: he liked to see them as silly, as light-headed, as vain, as open… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
When we are struck at without a reason, we should strike back again very hard; I am sure we should - so hard as… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share
My God, whose son, as on this night, took on Him the form of man, and for man vouchsafed to suffer and bleed, controls… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share
“A deal of people, Miss, are for trusting all to Providence; but I say Providence will not dispense with the means, though He often… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share
“This night is not calm; the equinox still struggles in its storms. The wild rains of the day are abated; the great single cloud… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share
“How dare I, Mrs Reed? How dare I? Because it is the truth. You think I have no feelings, and that I can do… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share
“If men could see us as we really are, they would be a little amazed; but the cleverest, the acutest men are often under… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share
If all the world hated you and believed you wicked, while your own conscience approved of you and absolved you from guilt, you would… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share
Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs. With this creed, revenge never worries my heart, degradation… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share
When his first-born was put into his arms, he could see that the boy had inherited his own eyes, as they once were -… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share
Talented people almost always know full well the excellence that is in them. — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share
“Not one spark of spirit, not one symptom of resistance, would they have shown till the hand of the Corsican bandit had grasped that… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share
“Love can excuse anything except meanness; but meanness kills love, cripples even natural affection; without esteem true love cannot exist.” — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share
I think you will learn to be natural with me, as I find it impossible to be conventional with you — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share
“You are no ruin sir--no lighting-struck tree: you are green and vigorous. Plants will grow about your roots, whether you ask them or not,… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share
