Charlotte Bronte Quotations | Page 3

I like the spirit of this great London which I feel around me. Who but a coward would pass his whole life in hamlets; and for ever abandon his faculties to the eating rust of obscurity?

I soon forgot storm in music.

Beauty is in the eye of the gazer.

A new chapter in a novel is something like a new scene in a play;

My rest might have been blissful enough, only a sad heart broke it.

I believe while I tremble; I trust while I weep.

Whatever my powers--feminine or the contrary--God had given them, and I felt resolute to be ashamed of no faculty of his bestowal.

What the deuce is to do now?

You transfix me quite.

I have a strange feeling with regard to you. As if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly knotted to a similar string in you. And if you were to leave I'm afraid that cord of communion would snap. And I have a notion that I'd take to bleeding inwardly. As for you, you'd forget me.