“He is not a ghost; yet every nerve I have is unstrung: for a moment I am beyond my own mastery. What… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“The writer who possesses the creative gift of fantasy owns something of which he is not always master; something that, at times,… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“Not a tie hold me to human society at this moment - not a charm or hope calls me where my fellow-creatures… — Charlotte bronte Copy Share Image
I have for the first time found what I can truly love- I have found you. You are my sympathy-my better self-my… — 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
“Not one thought was to be given either to the past or the future. The first was a page so heavenly sweet… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“After a youth and manhood passed half in unutterable misery and half in dreary solitude, I have for the first time found… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
For a long time the fear of seeming singular scared me away; but by degrees, as people became accustomed to me and… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
As to the mouth, it delights at times in laughter; it is disposed to impart all that the brain conceives; though I… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“Thoughtful for Winter’s future sorrow, Its gloom and scarcity; Prescient to-day, of want to-morrow, Toiled quiet Memory. ’Tis she that from each… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“In this state of feeling, it is not to be expected that he would deliberate much as to whether his advance was… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
Whatever the cause, I could not meet his sunshine with cloud. If this were my last moment with him, I would not… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“Take the matter as you find it: ask no questions, utter no remonstrances; it is your best wisdom. You expected bread, and… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“I think, scathed as you look, and charred and scorched, there must be a little sense of life in you yet, rising… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“The ease of his manner freed me from painful restraint: the friendly frankness, as correct as cordial, with which he treated me,… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“A strong, vague persuasion that it was better to go forward than backward, and that I could go forward— that a way,… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“And there is enchantment in the very hour I am now spending with you. Who can tell what a dark, dreary, hopeless… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“If for instance the sentiment possessing for the moment the empire of our mind is sorrow, will not the genius sharpen the… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
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
It is a happy thing that time quells the longings of vengeance and hushes the promptings of rage and aversion. I had… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“I do not want sacrifice, sorrow, dissolution -- such is not my taste. I wish to foster, not to blight -- to… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“There is something in that, I know there is, because it does not sound too sweet; it is not like such words… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
All these relics gave... Thornfield Hall the aspect of a home of the past: a shrine to memory. I liked the hush,… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“Life is too short to continue hating anyone for along time. We all have faults, but the time will come soon when… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“My spirits were excited, and with pleasure and ease I talked to him during supper, and for a long time after. There… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“Eight years! you must be tenacious of life. I thought half the time in such a place would have done up any… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
I have for the first time found what I can truly love–I have found you. You are my sympathy–my better self–my good… — 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
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
“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
“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
“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
“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
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
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
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
Talented people almost always know full well the excellence that is in them. — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share
“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
“Love can excuse anything except meanness; but meanness kills love, cripples even natural affection; without esteem true love cannot exist.” — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share
I think you will learn to be natural with me, as I find it impossible to be conventional with you — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share
“You are no ruin sir--no lighting-struck tree: you are green and vigorous. Plants will grow about your roots, whether you ask them or not,… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share
