I thought Mr. Millward never would cease telling us that he was no tea-drinker, and that it was highly injurious to keep loading the stomach with slops to the exclusion of more wholesome sustenance, and so give himself time to… — Anne Bronte Copy Share Image
“There was a certain graceful ease and freedom about all he said and did, that gave a sense of repose and expansion to the… — Anne Brontë Copy Share
“When a lady does consent to listen to an argument against her own opinions, she is always predetermined to withstand it - to listen… — Anne Brontë Copy Share
“There are, I suppose, some men as vain, as selfish, and as heartless as she is, and, perhaps, such women may be useful to… — Anne Brontë Copy Share
“By his [God's] help I will arise and address myself diligently to my appointed duty. If happiness in this world is not for me,… — Anne Brontë Copy Share
There is such a thing as looking through a person's eyes into the heart, and learning more of the height, and breadth, and depth… — Anne Brontë Copy Share
“Keep a guard over your eyes and ears as the inlets of your heart, and over your lips as the outlet, lest they betray… — Anne Brontë Copy Share
What the world stigmatizes as romantic is often more nearly allied to the truth than is commonly supposed. — Anne Bronte Copy Share
I was not really angry: I felt for him all the time, and longed to be reconciled; but I determined he should make the… — Anne Bronte Copy Share
“Sullen silence was taken for rapt attention, and gave him greater room to talk; sharp answers were received as smart sallies of girlish vivacity,… — Anne Brontë Copy Share
“Revenge! No—what good would that do?—it would make him no better, and me no happier.” — Anne Brontë Copy Share
I’ll promise to think twice before I take any important step you seriously disapprove of. — Anne Bronte Copy Share
“It’s well to have such a comfortable assurance regarding the worth of those we love. I only wish you may not find your confidence… — Anne Brontë Copy Share
How odd it is that we so often weep for each other's distresses, when we shed not a tear for our own! — Anne Bronte Copy Share
