47 Quotes About Charlotte-bronte

I will, in few words. You are cold, because you are alone: no contact strikes the fire from you that is in you. You are sick; because the best of feelings, the highest and the sweetest given to man, keeps far away from you. You are silly, because, suffer as you may, you will not beckon it to approach, nor will you stir one step to meet it where it waits you.

There, you are less than civil now; and I like rudeness a great deal better than flattery. I had rather be a thing than an angel.

It was somehow fitting that the true beginning and the end of a life occurred in the same sacred house. Anne would have praised God and Emily would have laughed. On this day, their presence was fully with me, and I am sure that Charlotte—now kissing the man she loved despite everything the world had thrown at her—felt the same twined souls invisibly at her side.

I know what love is as I understand it — & if man or woman should feel ashamed of feeling such love — then there is nothing right, noble, faithful, truthful, unselfish on this earth.” -- responding to Harriet Martineau's criticism of VILLETTE.

Yes Mrs Reed, to you i owe some fearful pangs of mental suffering, but i ought to forgive you, for you knew not what you did while rendering my heart strings, you thought you were only uprooting your bad propensities.

But what is so headstrong as youth? What so blind as inexperience?

To be together is for us to be at once free as in solitude, as gay as in company. We talk, I believe, all day long: to talk to each other is but more animated and an audible thinking. All my confidence is bestowed on him, all his confidence is devoted to me; we are precisely suited in character - perfect concord is the result.

There was no possibility of taking a walk that day. We had been wandering, indeed, in the leafless shrubbery an hour in the morning; but since dinner (Mrs Reed, when there was no company, dined early) the cold winter wind had brought with it clouds so sombre, and a rain so penetrating, that further out-door exercise was now out of the question.

Gefühl ohne Vernunft ist in der Tat ein wässriges Getränk; aber Vernunft, die nicht durch Gefühl gemildert wird, ist ein vollends zu bitterer und rauer Bissen, als dass ein Mensch ihn schlucken könnte.