“The spring which moved my energies lay far away beyond seas, in an Indian isle.” — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
But afterwards, is there nothing more for me in life - no true home - nothing to be dearer to me than… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“His veins were dark with a vivid belladonna tincture, the essence of jealousy.” — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“This little man was of the order of beings who must not be opposed, unless you possessed an all-dominant force sufficient to… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“Who told you I was called Carl David?" "A little bird, Monsieur." "Does it fly from me to you? Then one can… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“I will tell you it is my neck you are putting in peril; for whatever is yours is, in a dearer and… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
Whatever my powers--feminine or the contrary--God had given them, and I felt resolute to be ashamed of no faculty of his bestowal. — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“It is true I little respect women or girls who are loquacious either in boasting the triumphs, or bemoaning the mortifications, of… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“It was in looking up at him her aspect had caught its lustre - the light repeated in her eyes beamed first… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“Once I saw Graham - wholly unconscious of her proximity - push her with his restless foot. She receded an inch or… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“There is enough said. Trouble no quiet, kind heart; leave sunny imaginations hope. Let it be theirs to conceive the delight of… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
I doubt if I have made the best use of all my calamities. Soft, amiable natures they would have refined to saintliness;… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“Your dress is thin, you have been dancing, you are heated." "Always preaching," retorted she; "always coddling and admonishing." The answer Dr.… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“Entering by the carré, a piece of mirror- glass, set in an oaken cabinet, repeated my image. It said I was changed:… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“Je fais mon lit et mon ménage; I seek my dinner in a restaurant; my supper takes care, of itself; I pass… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“This harsh little man — this pitiless censor — gathers up all your poor scattered sins of vanity, your luckless chiffon of… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“But if I feel, may I never express?” “Never!” declared Reason. I groaned under her bitter sternness. Never - never - oh,… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“Where my soul went during that swoon I cannot tell. Whatever she saw, or wherever she travelled in her trance on that… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“He showed the fineness of his nature by being kinder to me after that misunderstanding than before. Nay, the very incident which,… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“These struggles with the natural character, the strong native bent of the heart, may seem futile and fruitless, but in the end… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“I do not think the sunny youth of either will prove the forerunner of stormy age. I think it is deemed good… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“Much better," I said calmly. "Much better, I thank you, Dr. John." For, reader, this tall young man - this darling son… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“Graham’s thoughts of me were not entirely those of a frozen indifference, after all. I believe in that goodly mansion, his heart,… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“An idea once seized, I fell to work. "Human Justice" rushed before me in novel guise, a red, random beldame, with a… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“His will be done, as done it surely will be, whether we humble ourselves to resignation or not. The impulse of creation… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“I replied that I did not quite know what my ailment had been, but that I had certainly suffered a good deal… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“Come, Paul!" she reiterated, her eye grazing me with its hard ray like a steel stylet. She pushed against her kinsman. I… — 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
