827 Quotes by Charlotte Brontë

Strange that grief should now almost choke me, because another human being’s eye has failed to greet mine.

Well had Solomon said,’Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a stalled ox and hatred therewith.

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.

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.

He turned away; he threw himself on his face on the sofa. ‘Oh, Jane! my hope – my love – my life!’ broke in anguish from his lips.

The word book acted as a transient stimulus.

A waft of wind came sweeping down the laurel-walk, and trembled through the boughs of the chestnut: it wandered away-away-to an indefinite distance-it died. The nightingale’s song was then the only voice of the hour: in listening to it, I again wept.

It is not violence that best overcomes hate – nor vengeance that most certainly heals injury.

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.