I must, then, repeat continually that we are forever sundered - and yet, while I breathe and think, I must love him.' - Jane Eyre

Fair as a lily, and not only the pride of life, but the desire of his eyes

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

Would you not be happier if you tried to forget her severity, together with the passionate emotions it excited? Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs.

Of late years an abundant shower of curates has fallen upon the North of England.

Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs.

I had a theoretical reverence and homage for beauty, elegance, gallantry, fascination but had I met those qualities incarnate in masculine shape, I should have known instinctively that they had nor could have sympathy with anything in me.