The vehemence of emotion, stirred by grief and love within me, was claiming mastery, and struggling for full sway; and asserting a right to predominate: to overcome, to live, rise, and reign at last; yes,--and to speak.
Charlotte Bronte[O]ur honeymoon will shine our life long: its beams will only fade over your grave or mine.
Charlotte BronteLove me, then, or hate me, as you will," I said at last, "you have my full and free forgiveness: ask now for God's, and be at peace.
Charlotte Bronte