“His veins were dark with a vivid belladonna tincture, the essence of jealousy.” — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“You never felt jealousy, did you, Miss Eyre? Of course not: I need not ask you; because you never felt love.” — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
You never felt jealousy, did you, Miss Eyre? Of course not: I need not ask you; because you never felt love. You… — Charlotte Bronte 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
“You never felt jealousy, did you, Miss Eyre? Of course not: I need not ask you; because you never felt love. You… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“She sang, as requested. There was much about love in the ballad: faithful love that refused to abandon its object; love that… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“Miss Ingram was a mark beneath jealousy: she was too inferior to excite feeling. Pardon the seeming paradox; I mean what I… — 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
“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
“There was nothing to cool or banish love in these circumstances, though much to create despair. Much, too, you will think, reader,… — 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
