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.

Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs.

The ease of his manner freed me from painful restraint; the friendly frankness, as correct as cordial, with which he treated me, drew me to him

What the deuce is to do now?

I was actually permitting myself to experience a sickening sense of disappointment: but rallying my wits, and recollecting my principles, I at once called my sensations to order; and it was wonderful how I got over the temporary blunder-how I cleared up the mistake of supposing Mr. Rochester's movements a matter in which I had any cause to take vital interest.

I don't call you handsome, sir, though I love you most dearly: far too dearly to flatter you. Don't flatter me.

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