Oh, I am not going to die, am I? He will not separate us, we have been so happy.

Conventionality is not morality.

The cool peace and dewy sweetness of the night filled me with a mood of hope: not hope on any definite point, but a general sense of encouragement and heart-ease.

Besides this earth, and besides the race of men, there is an invisible world and a kingdom of spirits: that world is round us, for it is everywhere.

His mind was indeed my library, and whenever it was opened to me, I entered bliss.

'My bride is here,' Rochester said , again drawing me to him, 'because my equal is here, and my likeness. Jane, will you marry me?'

I think you will learn to be natural with me, as I find it impossible to be conventional with you