Arraigned at my own bar, Memory having given her evidence of the hopes, wishes, sentiments I had been cherishing since last night--… — 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
My fine visions are all very well, but I must not forget they are absolutely unreal. I have a rosy sky and… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
But this I know; the writer who possesses the creative gift owns something of which he is not always master--something that at… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
But solitude is sadness.' 'Yes; it is sadness. Life, however, has worse than that. Deeper than melancholy lies heart-break. — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
I am not your dear; I cannot lie down: send me to school soon, Mrs. Reed, for I hate to live here. — Charlotte Bronte 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 Bronte Copy Share Image
I am not deceitful: if I were, I should say I loved you; but I declare I do not love you: I… — Charlotte Bronte 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
