The eagerness of a listener quickens the tongue of a narrator. Charlotte Bronte More Quotes by Charlotte Bronte More Quotes From Charlotte Bronte I know what it is to live entirely for and with what I love best on earth. I hold myself supremely blest -- blest beyond what language can express; because I am my husband's life as fully as he is mine. Charlotte Bronte husband language earth And it is you, spirit--with will and energy, and virtue and purity--that I want, not alone with your brittle frame. Charlotte Bronte free-spirit energy want The vehemence of emotion, stirred by grief and love within me, was claiming mastery, and struggling for full sway; and asserting a right to predominate: to overcome, to live, rise, and reign at last; yes,--and to speak. Charlotte Bronte and-love grief struggle 'I wish I had only offered you a sovereign instead of ten pounds. Give me back nine pounds, Jane; I’ve a use for it.' 'And so have I, sir,' I returned, putting my hands and my purse behind me. 'I could not spare the money on any account.' 'Little niggard!' said he, 'refusing me a pecuniary request! Give me five pounds, Jane.' 'Not five shillings, sir; nor five pence.' 'Just let me look at the cash.' 'No, sir; you are not to be trusted.' Charlotte Bronte wish giving hands [O]ur honeymoon will shine our life long: its beams will only fade over your grave or mine. Charlotte Bronte beam shining long Would you not be happier if you tried to forget her severity, together with the passionate emotions it excited? Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs. Charlotte Bronte nursing together life It did not seem as if a prop were withdrawn, but rather as if a motive were gone: it was not the power to be tranquil which had failed me, but the reason for tranquility was no more. Charlotte Bronte tranquility gone reason My future husband was becoming to me my whole world; and more than the world: almost my hope of heaven. He stood between me and every thought of religion, as an eclipse intervenes between man and the broad sun. I could not, in those days, see God for His creature: of whom I had made an idol. Charlotte Bronte husband idols men It is far better to endure patiently a smart which nobody feels but yourself, than to commit a hasty action whose evil consequences will extend to all connected with you. Charlotte Bronte smart evil patience Such is the imperfect nature of man! such spots are there on the disc of the clearest planet; and eyes like Miss Scatcherd's can only see those minute defects, and are blind to the full brightness of the orb. Charlotte Bronte eye missing men Well had Solomon said,'Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a stalled ox and hatred therewith. Charlotte Bronte dinner hatred love-is I could not unlove him now, merely because I found that he had ceased to notice me. Charlotte Bronte notice-me found Am I hideous, Jane? Very, sir: you always were, you know. Charlotte Bronte jane hideous knows Rochester: I am to take mademoiselle to the moon, and there I shall seek a cave in one of the white valleys among the volcano-tops, and mademoiselle shall live with me there, and only me. Charlotte Bronte volcanoes moon white But solitude is sadness.' 'Yes; it is sadness. Life, however, has worse than that. Deeper than melancholy lies heart-break. Charlotte Bronte sadness heart lying There is a perverse mood of the mind which is rather soothed than irritated by misconstruction; and in quarters where we can never be rightly known, we take pleasure, I think, in being consummately ignored. What honest man on being casually taken for a housebreaker does not feel rather tickled than vexed at the mistake? Charlotte Bronte taken mistake men I mean that I value vision, and dread being struck stone blind. Charlotte Bronte vision stones mean Human beings must love something, and, in the dearth of worthier objects of affection, I contrived to find a pleasure in loving and cherishing a faded graven image, shabby as a miniature scarecrow. It puzzles me now to remember with what absurd sincerity I doated on this little toy, half fancying it alive and capable of sensation. I could not sleep unless it was folded in my night-gown; and when it lay there safe and warm, I was comparatively happy, believing it to be happy likewise. Charlotte Bronte sleep night believe Because when she failed, I saw how she might have succeeded. Arrows that continually glanced off from Mr. Rochester's breast and fell harmless at his feet, might, I knew, if shot by a surer hand, have quivered keen in his proud heart - have called love into his stern eye, and softness into his sardonic face, or better still, without weapons a silent conquest might have been won. Charlotte Bronte eye heart hands Wise people say it is folly to think anybody perfect; and as to likes and dislikes, we should be friendly to all, and worship none Charlotte Bronte likes-and-dislikes wise thinking