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
friendship sake foundation
If we would build on a sure foundation in friendship we must love friends for their sake rather than for our own.
happiness taste life-and-happiness
Happiness quite unshared can scarcely be called happiness; it has no taste.
freedom women equality
I do not think, sir, you have any right to command me, merely because you are older than I, or because you have seen more of the world than I have; your claim to superiority depends on the use you have made of your time and experience.
action tranquility vain
It is in vain to say human beings ought to be satisfied with tranquility: they must have action; and they will make it if they cannot find it.
giving done give-me-strength
I thank my Maker, that in the midst of judgment he has remembered mercy. I humbly entreat my Redeemer to give me strength to lead henceforth a purer life than I have done hitherto.
heartbreak prayer integrity
Gentle reader, may you never feel what I then felt! May your eyes never shed such stormy, scalding, heart-wrung tears as poured from mine. May you never appeal to Heaven in prayers so hopeless and so agised as in that hour left my lips: for never may you, like me, dread to be the instrument of evil to what you wholly love.
strong powerful spring
I have for the first time found what I can truly love–I have found you. You are my sympathy–my better self–my good angel–I am bound to you with a strong attachment. I think you good, gifted, lovely: a fervent, a solemn passion is conceived in my heart; it leans to you, draws you to my centre and spring of life, wrap my existence about you–and, kindling in pure, powerful flame, fuses you and me in one.
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.
monotony feels monotonous
I feel monotony and death to be almost the same.
encouragement heart night
The cool peace and dewy sweetness of the night filled me with a mood of hope: not hope on any definite point, but a general sense of encouragement and heart-ease.
selfish laughing soul
I have little left in myself -- I must have you. The world may laugh -- may call me absurd, selfish -- but it does not signify. My very soul demands you: it will be satisfied, or it will take deadly vengeance on its frame.
writing helping
I'm just going to write because I cannot help it.
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.
possibility walks
There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.