No reflection was to be allowed now, not one glance was to be cast back; not even one forward. Not one thought was to be given either to the past or the future. The first was a page so heavenly sweet, so deadly sad, that to read one line of it would dissolve my courage and break down my energy. The last was an awful blank, something like then world when the deluge was gone by.

For those who are not hungry, it is easy to palaver about the degradation of charity.

Well had Solomon said,'Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a stalled ox and hatred therewith.

Mr. Rochester, I no more assign this fate to you than I grasp at it for myself. We were born to strive and endure - you as well as I: do so. You will forget me before I forget you.

He is not to them what he is to me.

Adversity is a good school.

But life is a battle: may we all be enabled to fight it well!