“Ay! but mother's words are scarce, and weigh heavy. Father's liker me, and we talk a deal o' rubble; but mother's words… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
How shall I ever tell Aunt Shaw?' she whispered, after some time of delicious silence. 'Let me speak to her.' 'Oh, no!… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
“No one loves me,-no one cares for me, but you, mother.' (...) She put her hands on his shoulders; she was a… — 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
But with the increase of serious and just ground of complaint, a new kind of patience had sprung up in her Mother's… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
Oh! that look of love!" continued he, between his teeth, as he bolted himself into his own private room. "And that cursed… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
Neither loss of father, nor loss of mother, dear as she was to Mr Thornton, could have poisoned the remembrance of the… — 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
I am the mother that bore you, and your sorrow is my agony; and if you don't hate her, i do' Then,… — 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
