[O]ur honeymoon will shine our life long: its beams will only fade over your grave or mine.
Charlotte BronteI knew you would do me good in some way, at some time--I saw it in your eyes when I first beheld you.
Charlotte BronteMr. 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.
Charlotte Bronte