I am not talking to you now through the medium of custom, conventionalities, nor even of mortal flesh: it is my spirit that addresses your spirit; just as if both had passed through the grave, and we stood at God's feet, equal--as we are!
Charlotte BronteStrange that grief should now almost choke me, because another human being's eye has failed to greet mine.
Charlotte BronteThe writer who possesses the creative gift owns something of which he is not always master - something that, at times, strangely wills and works for itself.
Charlotte Bronte