Charlotte Bronte
Charlotte Bronte
Charlotte Brontëwas an English novelist and poet, the eldest of the three Brontë sisters who survived into adulthood and whose novels have become classics of English literature. She first published her worksunder the pen name Currer Bell...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth21 April 1816
Charlotte Bronte quotes about
lonely feelings isolation
I stood lonely enough, but to that feeling of isolation I was accustomed: it did not oppress me much.
practice feelings doe
The practice of hinting by single letters those expletives with which profane and violent persons are wont to garnish their discourse, strikes me as a proceeding which, however, well meant, is weak and futile. I cannot tell what good it does - what feeling it spares - what horror it conceals.
feelings enthusiasm fine
True enthusiasm is a fine feeling whose flash I admire where-ever I see it.
happiness feelings comfort
There is no happiness like that of being loved by your fellow creatures, and feeling that your presence is an addition to their comfort.
life thinking feelings
Better to be without logic than without feeling.
tired years eight
I tired of the routine of eight years in one afternoon.
thinking performances
Let your performance do the thinking.
alive doe birth
Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.
want answers enough
You ask rather too many questions. I have given you answers enough for the present: now I want to read.
i-love-him night agony
I thought I loved him when he went away; I love him now in another degree: he is more my own. [ . . . ] Oh! a thousand weepers, praying in agony on waiting shores, listened for that voice, but it was not uttered--not uttered till; when the hush came, some could not feel it: till, when the sun returned, his light was night to some!
distance loneliness farewell
Whatever the cause, I could not meet his sunshine with cloud. If this were my last moment with him, I would not waste it in forced, unnatural distance. I loved him well - too well not to smite out of my path even Jealousy herself, when she would have obstructed a kind farewell. A cordial word from his lips, or a gentle look from his eyes, would do me good, for all the span of life that remained to me; it would be comfort in the last strait of loneliness; I would take it - I would taste the elixir, and pride should not spill the cup.
sky steel world
I like this day; I like that sky of steel; I like the sternness and stillness of the world under this frost.
hate lasts said
Love me, then, or hate me, as you will," I said at last, "you have my full and free forgiveness: ask now for God's, and be at peace.
He is not to them what he is to me.