Your station is in my heart, and on the necks of those who would insult you.

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.

Oft a little morning rain Foretells a pleasant day.

Dread remorse when you are tempted to err, Miss Eyre; remorse is the poison of life.

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.

Mr. Rochester, if ever I did a good deed in my life — if ever I thought a good thought—if ever I prayed a sincere and blameless prayer — if ever I wished a righteous wish — I am rewarded now. To be your wife is, for me, to be as happy as I can be on earth.

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