Thank you, Mr. Rochester, for your great kindness. I am strangely glad to get back again to you: and wherever you are is my home—my only home.

As to the mouth, it delights at times in laughter; it is disposed to impart all that the brain conceives; though I daresay it would be silent on much the heart experiences. Mobile and flexible, it was never intended to be compressed in the eternal silence of solitude: it is a mouth which should speak much and smile often, and have human affection for its interlocutor.

Take my love. One day share my life. Be my dearest, first on earth.

I liked my name pronounced by your lips in a grateful, happy accent.

Friendship however is a plant which cannot be forced -- true friendship is no gourd spring up in a night and withering in a day.

Nature seemed to me benign and good; I thought she loved me, outcast as I was; and I, who from man could anticipate only mistrust, rejection, insult, clung to her with filial fondness. To-night at least, I would be her guest-as I was her child; my mother would lodge me without money and without price.

There is no happiness like that of being loved by your fellow creatures, and feeling that your presence is an addition to their comfort.