Quotes by : Charlotte Brontë

it is madness in al women to let a secret love kindle within them, which, if unreturned and unknown,....

All the room darkened and my heart again sank inexpressible sadness weighed it down

Come, Paul!" she reiterated, her eye grazing me with its hard ray like a steel stylet. She pushed against....

Something of vengeance I had tasted for the first time; as aromatic wine it seemed, on swallowing, warm....

I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being, with an independent will; which I now....

It is a pity that doing one's best does not always answer.

Thank you, Mr. Rochester, for your great kindness. I am strangely glad to get back again to you: and....

I used to rush into strange dreams at night: dreams many-coloured, agitated, full of the ideal, the stirring,....

I doubt if I have made the best use of all my calamities. Soft, amiable natures they would have refined....

But when one does not complain, and when one wants to master oneself with a tyrant’s grip — one’s....