Quotes from Charlotte Bronte

If I let a gust of wind or a sprinkling of rain turn me aside from the easy tasks, what preparation would such sloth be for the future I propose myself?

Intelligence and proper education will give you independence of spirit.

as much good-will may be conveyed in one hearty word as in many.

Consistency, madam, is the first of Christian duties.

That to begin with; let respect be the foundation, affection the first floor, love the superstructure.

I ask you to pass through life at my side—to be my second self, and best earthly companion.

There is only one difference between a madman and me. I am not mad.

Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never been loosened or fertilized by education; they grow firm there, firm as weeds among stones.

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

Human beings must have action; and they will make it if they cannot find it.

Happiness quite unshared can scarcely be called happiness; it has no taste.

But afterwards, is there nothing more for me in life - no true home - nothing to be dearer to me than myself?

Fair as a lily, and not only the pride of life, but the desire of his eyes

I believe in some blending of hope and sunshine sweetening the worst lots. I believe that this life is not all; neither the beginning nor the end. I believe while I tremble; I trust while I weep.

Rapidly, merrily, Life's sunny hours flit by, Gratefully, cheerily Enjoy them as they fly!

Better to try all things and find all empty, than to try nothing and leave your life a blank.

The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.

True enthusiasm is a fine feeling whose flash I admire where-ever I see it.

If all the world hated you, and believed you wicked, while your own conscience approved you, and absolved you from guilt, you would not be without friends.

I can live alone, if self-respect, and circumstances require me so to do. I need not sell my soul to buy bliss.

Men judge us by the success of our efforts. God looks at the efforts themselves.

A depressing and difficult passage has prefaced every page I have turned in life.

Would you not be happier if you tried to forget her severity, together with the passionate emotions it excited? Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs.

Life is still life, whatever its pangs; our eyes and ears and their use remain with us, though the prospect of what pleases be wholly withdrawn, and the sound of what consoles must be silenced.