As to the thoughts, they are elfish. Those eyes in the Evening Star you must have seen in a dream.
Charlotte BronteWhen his first-born was put into his arms, he could see that the boy had inherited his own eyes, as they once were - large, brilliant, and black.
Charlotte BronteI am not an angel," I asserted; "and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself.
Charlotte BronteYou need not think that because we chanced to be born of the same parents, I shall suffer you to fasten me down by even the feeblest claim: I can tell you this - if the whole human race, ourselves excepted, were swept away, and we two stood alone on the earth, I would leave you in the old world, and betake myself to new.
Charlotte Bronte