I like rudeness a great deal better than flattery. Charlotte Bronte More Quotes by Charlotte Bronte More Quotes From Charlotte Bronte Good-night, my-" He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me. Charlotte Bronte lips left good-night you may fume and fidget as you please: but this is the best plan to pursue with you, I am certain. I like you more than I can say; but I’ll not sink into a bathos of sentiment: and with this needle of repartee I’ll keep you from the edge of the gulf too; and, moreover, maintain by its pungent aid that distance between you and myself most conducive to our real mutual advantage. Charlotte Bronte distance real i-like-you At heart, he could not abide sense in women: he liked to see them as silly, as light-headed, as vain, as open to ridicule as possible; because they were then in reality what he held them to be, and wished them to be,--inferior: toys to play with, to amuse a vacant hour and to be thrown away. Charlotte Bronte silly heart reality You have rather the look of another world. I marvelled where you had got that sort of face. Charlotte Bronte faces looks world The human and fallible should not arrogate a power with which the divine and perfect alone can be safely intrusted. Charlotte Bronte divine should perfect Daydreams are the delusions of the devil. Charlotte Bronte daydreaming delusion devil It is always the way of events in this life,...no sooner have you got settled in a pleasant resting place, than a voice calls out to you to rise and move on, for the hour of repose is expired. Charlotte Bronte events voice moving We know that God is everywhere; but certainly we feel His presence most when His works are on the grandest scale spread before us; and it is in the unclouded night-sky, where His worlds wheel their silent course, that we read clearest His infinitude, His omnipotence, His omnipresence. Charlotte Bronte nature god night Mr. Rochester, if ever I did a good deed in my life — if ever I thought a good thought—if ever I prayed a sincere and blameless prayer — if ever I wished a righteous wish — I am rewarded now. To be your wife is, for me, to be as happy as I can be on earth. Charlotte Bronte sacrifice prayer expectations It is strange,' pursued he, 'that while I love Rosomond Oliver so wildly-with all the intensity, indeed, of a first passion, the object of which is exquisitely beautiful, graceful, and fascinating--I experience at the same time a calm, unwarped consciousness, that she would not make me a good wife; that she is not the partner suited to me; that I should discover this within a year after marriage; and that to twelve months' rapture would succeed a lifetime of regret. This I know. Charlotte Bronte passion regret beautiful Gentle, soft dream, nestling in my arms now, you will fly, too, as your sisters have all fled before you: but kiss me before you go--embrace me, Jane. Charlotte Bronte arms kissing dream Too often do reviewers remind us of the mob of Astrologers, Chaldeans, and Soothsayers gathered before 'the writing on the wall' and unable to read the characters or make known the interpretation. Charlotte Bronte wall writing character No reflection was to be allowed now, not one glance was to be cast back; not even one forward. Not one thought was to be given either to the past or the future. The first was a page so heavenly sweet, so deadly sad, that to read one line of it would dissolve my courage and break down my energy. The last was an awful blank, something like then world when the deluge was gone by. Charlotte Bronte reflection sweet past You — you strange — you almost unearthly thing! — I love as my own flesh. You — poor and obscure, and small and plain as you are — I entreat to accept me as a husband. Charlotte Bronte things-i-love husband flesh It is good to be attracted out of ourselves, to be forced to take a near view of the sufferings, the privations, the efforts, the difficulties of others. Charlotte Bronte effort suffering views Who has words at the right moment? Charlotte Bronte right-moment moments No mockery in this world ever sounds to me so hollow as that of being told to cultivate happiness. What does such advice mean? Happiness is not a potato, to be planted in mould, and tilled with manure. Happiness is a glory shining far down upon us out of Heaven. She is a divine dew which the soul, on certain of its summer mornings, feels dropping upon it from the amaranth bloom and golden fruitage of Paradise. Charlotte Bronte summer morning mean After a youth and manhood passed half in unutterable misery and half in dreary solitude, I have for the first time found what I can truly love--I have found you. Charlotte Bronte found-you solitude half To talk to each other is but a more animated and an audible thinking. Charlotte Bronte weariness animated thinking When his first-born was put into his arms, he could see that the boy had inherited his own eyes, as they once were - large, brilliant, and black. Charlotte Bronte eye boys children
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