If you don't love another living soul, then you'll never be disappointed.

I am no bird and no net ensnares me

The eagerness of a listener quickens the tongue of a narrator.

I both wished and feared to see Mr. Rochester on the day which followed this sleepless night. I wanted to hear his voice again, yet feared to meet his eye.

Spring drew on... and a greenness grew over those brown beds, which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that hope traversed them at night and left each morning brighter traces of her steps.

I have little left in myself -- I must have you. The world may laugh -- may call me absurd, selfish -- but it does not signify. My very soul demands you: it will be satisfied, or it will take deadly vengeance on its frame.

Men judge us by the success of our efforts. God looks at the efforts themselves.