Anne Bronte
Anne Bronte
Anne Brontëwas an English novelist and poet, the youngest member of the Brontë literary family...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth17 January 1820
ideas views youth
If the generous ideas of youth are too often over- clouded by the sordid views of after-life, that scarcely proves them to be false
perfect heaven perfect-love
There is perfect love in heaven!
humble names trying
Such humble talents as God had given me I will endeavour to put to their greatest use; if I am able to amuse, I will try to benefit too; and when I fell it my duty to speak unpalatable truth, with the help of God, I will speak it, through it be to the prejudice of my name and to the detriment of my reader's immediate pleasure as well as my own.
book world great-book
There are great books in this world and great worlds in books.
mother appreciate littles
the best compliment to a mother is to appreciate her little one.
sex book may
[Preface to second edition:] ... I am satisfied that if a book is a good one, it is so whatever the sex of the author may be.
doubt painful sincerity
It is painful to doubt the sincerity of those we love.
children heart blow
The bud, though plucked, would not be withered, only transplanted to a fitter soil to ripen and blow beneath a brighter sun; and though I might not cherish and watch my child's unfolding intellect, he would be snatched away from all the suffering and sins of earth; and my understanding tells me this would be no great evil; but my heart shrinks from the contemplation of such a possibility, and whispers I could not bear to see him die.
pride helping miserable
I am truly miserable - more so than I like to acknowledge to myself. Pride refuses to aid me. It has brought me into the scrape, and will not help me out of it.
men might slavery
You might as well sell yourself to slavery at once, as marry man you dislike.
real intimate acquaintance
Intimate acquaintance must precede real friendship
sweet bitterness cups
My cup of sweets is not unmingled: it is dashed with a bitterness that I cannot hide from myself, disguise it as I will.
mother home boys
If you would have a boy to despise his mother, let her keep him at home, and spend her life in petting him up, and slaving to indulge his follies and caprices.
mother thinking names
If ever I am a mother I will zealously strive against this crime of over- indulgence. I can hardly give it a milder name when I think of the evils it brings.