He is not to them what he is to me," I thought: "he is not of their kind. I believe he is of mine- I am sure he is- I feel akin to him- I understand the language of his countenance and movements: though rank and wealth sever us widely, I have something in my brain and heart, in my blood and nerves, that assimilates me mentally to him.

Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.

It is a long way off, sir" "From what Jane?" "From England and from Thornfield: and ___" "Well?" "From you, sir

Every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sickness it would still be dear.

I longed for a power of vision which might overpass that limit; which might reach the busy world, towns, regions full of life I had heard of but never seen: that I desired more of practical experience than I possessed; more of intercourse with my kind, of acquaintance with variety of character, than was here within my reach.

I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine.

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