How odd it is that we so often weep for each other’s distresses, when we shed not a tear for our own!


Anne Brontë

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EMILY BRONTë
It is hard work to control the workings of inclination and turn the bent of nature; but that it may ...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
EMILY BRONTë
Happiness quite unshared can scarcely be called happiness; it has no taste.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
You are no ruin sir--no lighting-struck tree: you are green and vigorous. Plants will grow about you...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
As different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire.
EMILY BRONTë
I was only going to say that heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to...
EMILY BRONTë
She sang, as requested. There was much about love in the ballad: faithful love that refused to aband...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Your god, sir, is the World. In my eyes, you, too, if not an infidel, are an idolater. I conceive th...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
At that time, I well remember whatever could excite - certain accidents of the weather, for instance...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
And I pray one prayer--I repeat it till my tongue stiffens--Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as ...
EMILY BRONTë
Jane, my little darling (so I will call you, for so you are), you don't know what you are talking ab...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
It is a long way off, sir"
"From what Jane?"
"From England and from Thornfield: and ___" CHARLOTTE BRONTë
My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but ...
EMILY BRONTë
I've no more business to marry Edgar Linton than I have to be in heaven and if the wicked man in the...
EMILY BRONTë
I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.
EMILY BRONTë
I cannot express it; but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is or should be an existe...
EMILY BRONTë
If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn't love as much in eighty years as I cou...
EMILY BRONTë
No reflection was to be allowed now, not one glance was to be cast back; not even one forward. Not o...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee...
EMILY BRONTë
An odour of camphor and burnt vinegar warned me when I came near the fever room: and i passed its do...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Her book has perhaps been a good one; it has refreshed, refilled, rewarmed her heart; it has set her...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
But life is a battle: may we all be enabled to fight it well!
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
It is in vain to say human beings ought to be satisfied with tranquility: they must have action; and...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
The negation of severe suffering was the nearest approach to happiness I expected to know. Besides, ...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
You — you strange — you almost unearthly thing! — I love as my own flesh. You — poor and obs...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
I am, as Miss Scatcherd said, slatternly; I seldom put, and certainly never keep, things in order; I...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
The word book acted as a transient stimulus
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living. You said I killed you--haunt me then. T...
EMILY BRONTë
Cheerfulness, it would appear,
is a matter which depends fully as much on the state
of t...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
As to the mouth, it delights at times in laughter; it is disposed to impart all that the brain conce...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but ...
EMILY BRONTë
He comes with western winds, with evening's
wandering airs,
With that clear dusk of heave...
EMILY BRONTë
But, when the days of golden dreams had perished,
And even Despair was powerless to destroy, EMILY BRONTë
How clear she shines ! How quietly
I lie beneath her guardian light;
While heaven and ear...
EMILY BRONTë
What have those lonely mountains worth revealing?
More glory and more grief than I can tell:
EMILY BRONTë
Hope Was but a timid friend;
She sat without the grated den,
Watching how my fate would te...
EMILY BRONTë
Evening Solace

The human heart has hidden treasures,
In secret kept, in silence sea...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
The old church tower and garden wall
Are black with autumn rain
And dreary winds forebodin...
EMILY BRONTë
Riches I hold in light esteem,
And love I laugh to scorn,
And lust of fame was but a dream...
EMILY BRONTë
So you shun me? - you shut yourself up and grieve alone! I would rather you had come and upbraided m...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
He shall never know I love him: and that, not because he's handsome, but because he's more myself th...
EMILY BRONTë
The thing that irks me most is this shattered prison, after all. I'm tired, tired of being enclosed ...
EMILY BRONTë
I mentally shake hands with you for your answer, despite its inaccuracy." Mr. Rochester
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Rochester: "I am no better than the old lightning-struck chestnut-tree in Thornfield orchard…And w...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Tell me, now, fairy as you are, - can't you give me a charm, or a philter, or something of that sort...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
My hopes were all dead --- struck with a subtle doom, such as, in one night, fell on all the first-b...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
To women who please me only by their faces, I am the very devil when I find out they have neither so...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
I thank my Maker, that in the midst of judgment he has remembered mercy. I humbly entreat my Redeeme...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
Oh! that gentleness! how far more potent is it than force!
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
And from the midst of cheerless gloom
I passed to bright unclouded day.
EMILY BRONTë
Then my sole relief was to walk along the corridor of the third storey, backwards and forwards, safe...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
I could not help it: the restlessness was in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë
But you might as well bid a man struggling in the water, rest within arm's length of the shore! I mu...
EMILY BRONTë
My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter ...
EMILY BRONTë