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
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!
love romantic self
I ask you to pass through life at my side—to be my second self, and best earthly companion.
love-of-my-life faces lips
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.
women secret-love doe
It does good to no woman to be flattered [by a man] who does not intend to marry her; and it is madness in all women to let a secret love kindle within them, which, if unreturned and unknown, must devour the life that feeds it; and, if discovered and responded to, must lead, ignis-fatuus-like, into miry wilds whence there is no extrication.
husband things-i-love flesh
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.
cousin reality love-is
You have introduced a topic on which our natures are at variance - a topic we should never discuss: the very name of love is an apple of discord between us. If the reality were required, what should we do? How should we feel? My dear cousin, abandon your scheme of marriage - forget it.
love-is hatred dinner
Well had Solomon said,'Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a stalled ox and hatred therewith.
love dream dare
Die without me if you will. Live for me if you dare.
love women integrity
I am not an angel,' I asserted; 'and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself. Mr. Rochester, you must neither expect nor exact anything celestial of me - for you will not get it, any more than I shall get it of you: which I do not at all anticipate.
love-you sleep missing
You never felt jealousy, did you, Miss Eyre? Of course not: I need not ask you; because you never felt love. You have both sentiments yet to experience: your soul sleeps; the shock is yet to be given which shall waken it.
love romantic pain
Every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sickness it would still be dear.
may cost lovers
There is, in lovers, a certain infatuation of egotism; they will have a witness of their happiness, cost that witness what it may.
tired years eight
I tired of the routine of eight years in one afternoon.
morning amount prodigious
Prodigious was the amount of life I lived that morning.