Your station is in my heart, and on the necks of those who would insult you. Charlotte Bronte More Quotes by Charlotte Bronte More Quotes From Charlotte Bronte The eagerness of a listener quickens the tongue of a narrator. Charlotte Bronte narratorslistenerstongue "Do you like him much?" "I told you I liked him a little. Where is the use of caring for him so very much: he is full of faults." "Is he?" "All boys are." "More than girls?" "Very likely." Charlotte Bronte girlcaringwise Men, in general, are a sort of scum, very different to anything of which you have an idea. Charlotte Bronte differentmenideas That a greater fool than Jane Eyre had never breathed the breath of life; that a more fantastic idiot had never surfeited herself on sweet lies, and swallowed poison as if it were nectar. Charlotte Bronte poisonsweetlying Am I a liar in your eyes?" he asked passionately. "Little skeptic, you shall be convinced. What love have I for Miss Ingram? None: and that you know. What love has she for me? None: as I have taken pains to prove; I caused a rumor to reach her that my fortune was not a third of what was supposed, and after that I presented myself to see the result; it was coldness both from her and her mother. I would not-I could not-marry Miss Ingram. 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 painhusbandmother I never met your likeness. Jane: you please me, and you master me - you seem to submit, and I like the sense of pliancy you impart; and while I am twining the soft, silken skein round my finger, it sends a thrill up my arm to my heart. I am influenced - conquered; and the influence is sweeter than I can express; and the conquest I undergo has a witchery beyond any triumph _I_ can win. Charlotte Bronte please-mewinningheart It is a long way off, sir" "From what Jane?" "From England and from Thornfield: and ___" "Well?" "From you, sir Charlotte Bronte englandlongway Your will shall decide your destiny. Charlotte Bronte your-destinydestiny 'My bride is here,' Rochester said , again drawing me to him, 'because my equal is here, and my likeness. Jane, will you marry me?' Charlotte Bronte will-you-marry-merochesterequal But I feel this, Helen: I must dislike those who, whatever I do to please them, persist in disliking me; I must resist those who punish me unjustly. It is as natural as that I should love those who show me affection, or submit to punishment when I feel it is deserved. Charlotte Bronte affectionpunishmentnatural You are afraid of me, because I talk like a sphinx. Charlotte Bronte sphinx I am not your dear; I cannot lie down: send me to school soon, Mrs. Reed, for I hate to live here. Charlotte Bronte hatelyingschool I see at intervals the glance of a curious sort of bird through the close set bars of a cage: a vivid, restless, resolute captive is there; were it but free, it would soar cloud-high. Charlotte Bronte barscloudsbird Some of the best people that ever lived have been as destitute as I am; and if you are a Christian, you ought not to consider poverty a crime. Charlotte Bronte povertychristianpeople Shake me off, then, sir--push me away; for I'll not leave you of my own accord. Charlotte Bronte pushing-me-awayshakesaccord For I too liked reading, thought of a frivolous and childish kind; I could not digest or comprehend the serious or substantial. Charlotte Bronte seriouskindreading I desired liberty; for liberty I gasped; for liberty I uttered a prayer; it seemed scattered on the wind then faintly blowing. Charlotte Bronte libertyprayerwind Fortune is proverbially called changeful, yet her caprice often takes the form of repeating again and again a similar stroke of luck in the same quarter. Charlotte Bronte capriceformluck I am very happy, Jane; and when you hear that I am dead, you must be sure and not grieve: there is nothing to grieve about. We all must die one day, and the illness which is removing me is not painful; it is gentle and gradual: my mind is at rest. I leave no one to regret me much: I have only a father; and he is lately married, and will not miss me. By dying young, I shall escape great sufferings. I had not qualities or talents to make my way very well in the world: I should have been continually at fault. Charlotte Bronte regretgrievingfather What delusion has come over me? What sweet madness has seized me? Charlotte Bronte delusionmadnesssweet
