It is a long way off, sir" "From what Jane?" "From England and from Thornfield: and ___" "Well?" "From you, sir
Charlotte BronteGentle, soft dream, nestling in my arms now, you will fly, too, as your sisters have all fled before you: but kiss me before you go--embrace me, Jane.
Charlotte BronteFriendship however is a plant which cannot be forced -- true friendship is no gourd spring up in a night and withering in a day.
Charlotte BronteAfter a youth and manhood passed half in unutterable misery and half in dreary solitude, I have for the first time found what I can truly love--I have found you.
Charlotte Bronte