Mr. Thorton love Margaret! Why, Margraret would never think of him, I'm sure! Such a thing has never entered her head." "Entering… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
He had tenderness in his heart — ‘a soft place,’ as Nicholas Higgins called it; but he had some pride in concealing… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
His laws once broken, His justice and the very nature of those laws bring the immutable retribution; but if we turn penitently… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
When prayers were ended, and his Mother had wished him good-night with that long steady look of hers which conveyed no expression… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
Come! Poor little heart! Be cheery and brave. We'll be a great deal to one another, if we are thrown off and… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
Of all faults the one she most despised in others was the want of bravery; the meanness of heart which leads to… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
Nay, nay!” said the Squire. “It’s not so easy to break one’s heart. Sometimes I’ve wished it were. But one has to… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
“All the morning since he got up he had been trying to fight through his duties—leaning against a hope—a hope that first… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
My heart burnt within me with indignation and grief; we could think of nothing else. All night long we had only snatches… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
All the earth, though it were full of kind hearts, is but a desolation and desert place to a mother when her… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
It seemed as though he gave way all at once; he was so languid that he could not control his thoughts; they… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
Mr Thornton would rather have heard that she was suffering the natural sorrow. In the first place, there was selfishness enough in… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
“Osborne and Roger knowing that the wife of the former was a Frenchwoman, and, conscious of each other's knowledge, felt doubly awkward; while Molly… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
Well, He had known what love was-a sharp pang, a fierce experience, in the midst of whose flames he was struggling! but, through that… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
But Margaret went less abroad, among machinery and men; saw less of power in its public effect, and, as it happened, she was thrown… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
“And besides, in the matter of friendship, I have observed that the disappointment here arises chiefly, not from liking our friends too well, or… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
What other people may think of the rightness or wrongness is nothing in comparison to my own deep knowledge, my innate conviction that it… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
“The first question sobbed out by his choking voice, oppressed with emotion, was-- "Where is she?" They led him to the room where his… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
Wearily she went to bed, wearily she arose in four or five hours' time. But with the morning came hope, and a brighter view… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
I won't say she was silly, but I think one of us was silly, and it wasn't me. — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
Mr. Thorton love Margaret! Why, Margraret would never think of him, I'm sure! Such a thing has never entered her head." "Entering her heart… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
“He never looked at her; and yet, the careful avoidance of his eyes betokened that in some way he knew exactly where, if they… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
