I try to avoid looking forward or backward, and try to keep looking upward.

There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.

I loved him very much - more than I could trust myself to say - more than words had power to express." - Jane Eyre

Little Jane's love would have been my best reward, without it, my heart is broken.

But solitude is sadness.' 'Yes; it is sadness. Life, however, has worse than that. Deeper than melancholy lies heart-break.

At heart, he could not abide sense in women: he liked to see them as silly, as light-headed, as vain, as open to ridicule as possible; because they were then in reality what he held them to be, and wished them to be,--inferior: toys to play with, to amuse a vacant hour and to be thrown away.

You mocking changeling- fairy-born and human-bred!