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
“I have told you, reader, that I had learned to love Mr. Rochester; I could not unlove him now, merely because I… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
I smiled: I thought to myself Mr. Rochester is peculiar — he seems to forget that he pays me £30 per annum… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
I was actually permitting myself to experience a sickening sense of disappointment: but rallying my wits, and recollecting my principles, I at… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
The hiss of the quenched element, the breakage of the pitcher which I had flung from my hand when I had emptied… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“And your will shall decide your destiny," he said: "I offer you my hand, my heart, and a share of all my… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“When do you wish to go?” “Early to-morrow morning, sir.” “Well, you must have some money; you can’t travel without money, and… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“I will attire my Jane in satin and lace, and she shall have roses in her hair and I will cover the… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“The case is very plain before me. In leaving England, I should leave a loved but empty land — Mr. Rochester is… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“That a greater fool than Jane Eyre had never breathed the breath of life, that a more fantastic idiot had never surfeited… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“And there is enchantment in the very hour I am now spending with you. Who can tell what a dark, dreary, hopeless… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“Meantime, Mr. Rochester had again summoned the ladies round him, and was selecting certain of their number to be of his party.… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“You are going, Jane?" "I am going, sir." "You are leaving me?" "Yes." "You will not come? You will not be my… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“I was actually permitting myself to experience a sickening sense of disappointment: but rallying my wits, and recollecting my principles, I at… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“And was Mr. Rochester now ugly in my eyes? No, reader: gratitude, and many associations, all pleasurable and genial, made his face… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“Yes: the future bridegroom, Mr. Rochester himself, exercised over his intended a ceaseless surveillance: and it was from this sagacity—this guardedness of… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“You,” I said, “a favourite with Mr. Rochester? You gifted with the power of pleasing him? You of importance to him in… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“One morning I fell to sketching a face: what sort of a face it was to be, I did not care or… — Charlotte Brontë 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
