When his first-born was put into his arms, he could see that the boy had inherited his own eyes, as they once… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
Children can feel, but they cannot analyse their feelings; and if the analysis is partially effected in thought, they know not how… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“In his dominions children grow unloving between parents who have never loved; infants are nursed on deception from their very birth; they… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
Oh madam, when you put bread and cheese, instead of burnt porridge, into these children's mouths, you may indeed feed their vile… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“A child cannot quarrel with it's elders, as I had done-cannot give its furious feelings uncontrolled play, as I had given mine-without… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“I have been wrongly accused; and you, ma'am, and everybody else, will now think me wicked." "We shall think you what you… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
We wove a web in childhood, A web of sunny air; We dug a spring in infancy Of water pure and fair;… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“Human beings -- human children especially -- seldom deny themselves the pleasure of exercising a power which they are conscious of possessing,… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
Nature seemed to me benign and good; I thought she loved me, outcast as I was; and I, who from man could… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“Her eyes were the eyes of one who can remember; one whose childhood does not fade like a dream, nor whose youth… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“A child cannot quarrel with its elders, as I had done, cannot give its furious feelings uncontrolled play, as I had given… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“No sight so sad as that of a naughty child," he began, "especially a naughty little girl. Do you know where the… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“The broad white road unrolled before the long procession, the sun and sky surveyed it cloudless, the wind tossed the tree boughs… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“The standard heroes and heroines of novels, are personages in whom I could never, from childhood upwards, take an interest, believe to… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“My feet they are sore, and my limbs they are weary; Long is the way, and the mountains are wild; Soon will… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“That night I never thought to sleep; but a slumber fell on me as soon as I lay down in bed. I… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“There is one in this tribe too often miserable - a child bereaved of both parents. None cares for this child: she… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“I am not fond of the prattle of children,' he continued; 'for, old bachelor as I am, I have no pleasant associations… — 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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
Talented people almost always know full well the excellence that is in them. — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“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 Image
