I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. Charlotte Bronte More Quotes by Charlotte Bronte More Quotes From Charlotte Bronte His mind was indeed my library, and whenever it was opened to me, I entered bliss. Charlotte Bronte library bliss mind Que me voulez-vous?' said he in a growl of which the music was wholly confined to his chest and throat, for he kept his teeth clenched, and seemed registering to himself an inward vow that nothing earthly should wring from him a smile. My answer commenced uncompromisingly: - 'Monsieur,' I said, je veux l'impossible, des choses inouïes. Charlotte Bronte inward teeth answers I would not be you for a kingdom.' The remark was too naïve to rouse anger; I merely said - 'Very good.' 'And what would you give to be ME?' she inquired. 'Not a bad sixpence - strange as it may sound', I replied. 'You are but a poor creature.' 'You don't think so in your heart.' 'No; for in my heart you have not the outline of a place: I only occasionally turn you over in my brain. Charlotte Bronte heart giving thinking I can only say with deeper sincerity and fuller significance what I have always said in theory - Wait God's will. Charlotte Bronte sincerity theory waiting Nervous alarms should always be communicated, that they may be dissipated. Charlotte Bronte alarms may talking If there is one notion I hate more than another, it is that of marriage - I mean marriage in the vulgar, weak sense, as a mere matter of sentiment. Charlotte Bronte hate matter mean I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself. Charlotte Bronte self-reliance being-single self-esteem This is a terrible hour, but it is often that darkest point which precedes the rise of day; that turn of the year when the icy January wind carries over the waste at once the dirge of departing winter, and the prophecy of coming spring. Charlotte Bronte winter spring years Adversity is a good school. Charlotte Bronte adversity trouble school I grant an ugly woman is a blot on the fair face of creation; but as to the gentleman, let them be solicitous to possess only strength and valour: let their motto be:Hunt, shoot, and fight: the rest is not worth a flip. Charlotte Bronte ugly gentleman fighting Monsieur, sit down; listen to me. I am not a heathen, I am not hard-hearted, I am not unchristian, I am not dangerous, as they tell you; I would not trouble your faith; you believe in God and Christ and the Bible, and so do I. Charlotte Bronte trouble believe christ What have I to do with millions [of people]? The eighty I know despise me. Charlotte Bronte despise knows people It is one of my faults, that though my tongue is sometimes prompt enough at an answer, there are times when it sadly fails me in framing an excuse; and always the lapse occurs at some crisis, when a facile word or plausible pretext is specially wanted to get me out of painful embarrassment. Charlotte Bronte lapses tongue answers I can but die... and I believe in God. Let me try and wait His will in silence. Charlotte Bronte silence waiting believe If you like poetry let it be first rate, Milton, Shakespeare, Thomson, Goldsmith Pope (if you will though I don't admire him), Scott, Byron, Campbell, Wordsworth and Southey. Now Ellen don't be startled at the names of Shakespeare, and Byron. Both these were great Men and their works are like themselves, You will know how to chuse the good and avoid the evil, the finest Charlotte Bronte evil names men I longed for a power of vision which might overpass that limit; which might reach the busy world, towns, regions full of life I had heard of but never seen: that I desired more of practical experience than I possessed; more of intercourse with my kind, of acquaintance with variety of character, than was here within my reach. Charlotte Bronte vision character world All these relics gave... Thornfield Hall the aspect of a home of the past: a shrine to memory. I liked the hush, the gloom, the quaintness of these retreats in the day; but I by no means coveted a night's repose on one of those wide and heavy beds: shut in, some of them, with doors of oak; shaded, others, with wrought old-English hangings crusted with thick work, portraying effigies of strange flowers, and stranger birds, and strangest human beings, all which would have looked strange, indeed, by the pallid gleam of moonlight. Charlotte Bronte flower memories mean Out of association grows adhesion, and out of adhesion amalgamation. Charlotte Bronte amalgamation grows association I recalled the voice I had heard; again I questioned whence it came, as vainly as before: it seemed in me not in the external world. I asked, was it a mere nervous impression a delusion? I could not conceive or believe: it was more like an inspiration. Charlotte Bronte voice inspiration believe I can so clearly distinguish between the criminal and his crime; I can so sincerely forgive the first while I abhor the last. Charlotte Bronte forgiving lasts firsts
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