I shall be thirty-one next birthday. My youth is gone like a dream; and very little use have I ever made of it. What have I done these last thirty years? Precious little.
Charlotte BronteFor those who are not hungry, it is easy to palaver about the degradation of charity.
Charlotte BronteI grant an ugly woman is a blot on the fair face of creation; but as to the gentleman, let them be solicitous to possess only strength and valour: let their motto be:Hunt, shoot, and fight: the rest is not worth a flip.
Charlotte BronteI am not your dear; I cannot lie down: send me to school soon, Mrs. Reed, for I hate to live here.
Charlotte Bronte