anne bronte Quotes

Adoration isn't love.
— Anne Bronte
She was trusted and valued by her father, loved and courted by all dogs, cats, children, and poor people, and slighted and neglected by everybody else.
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— Anne Bronte
It seems as if life and hope must cease together.
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— Anne Bronte
Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow; My eyes are tired of weeping, My heart is sick of woe.
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— Anne Bronte
It is a woman's nature to be constant - to love one and one only, blindly, tenderly, and for ever - bless them, dear creatures!
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— Anne Bronte
When a lady condescends to apologise, there is no keeping one's anger.
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— Anne Bronte
All our talents increase in the using, and every faculty, both good and bad, strengthens by exercise.
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— Anne Bronte
A man must have something to grumble about; and if he cant complain that his wife harries him to death with her perversity and ill-humour, he must complain that she wears him out with her kindness and gentleness.
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— Anne Bronte
In love affairs, there is no mediator like a merry, simple-hearted child - ever ready to cement divided hearts, to span the unfriendly gulf of custom, to melt the ice of cold reserve, and overthrow the separating walls of dread formality and pride.
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— Anne Bronte
Reading is my favourite occupation, when I have leisure for it and books to read.
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— Anne Bronte
Farewell to Thee! But not farewell To all my fondest thoughts of Thee; Within my heart they still shall dwell And they shall cheer and comfort me.
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— Anne Bronte
You cannot expect stone to be as pliable as clay.
— Anne Bronte
I cannot love a man who cannot protect me.
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— Anne Bronte
My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring and carried aloft on the wings of the breeze.
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— Anne Bronte
Increase of love brings increase of happiness, when it is mutual, and pure as that will be.
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— Anne Bronte
Keep both heart and hand in your own possession, till you see good reason to part with them.
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— Anne Bronte
But he that dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose.
— Anne Bronte
And then, the unspeakable purity - and freshness of the air! There was just enough heat to enhance the value of the breeze, and just enough wind to keep the whole sea in motion, to make the waves come bounding to the shore, foaming and sparkling, as if wild with glee.
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— Anne Bronte
I love the silent hour of night, for blissful dreams may then arise, revealing to my charmed sight what may not bless my waking eyes.
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— Anne Bronte
A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine.
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— Anne Bronte
Life and hope must cease together.
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— Anne Bronte
If you would have your son to walk honourably through the world, you must not attempt to clear the stones from his path, but teach him to walk firmly over them - not insist upon leading him by the hand, but let him learn to go alone.
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— Anne Bronte
But smiles and tears are so alike with me, they are neither of them confined to any particular feelings: I often cry when I am happy, and smile when I am sad.
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— Anne Bronte
I would rather have your friendship than the love of any other woman in the world.
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— Anne Bronte
Because I imagine there must be only a very, very few men in the world, that I should like to marry; and of those few, it is ten to one I may never be acquainted with one; or if I should, it is twenty to one he may not happen to be single, or to take a fancy to me.
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— Anne Bronte
No; for instead of delivering myself up to the full enjoyment of the as others do, I am always troubling my head about how I could produce the same effect upon canvas; and as that can never be done, it is mere vanity and vexation of spirit.
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— Anne Bronte
My heart is too thoroughly dried to be broken in a hurry, and I mean to live as long as I can.
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— Anne Bronte
I wished to tell the truth, for truth always conveys its own moral to those who are able to receive it.
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— Anne Bronte
No one can be happy in eternal solitude.
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— Anne Bronte
You will form a very inadequate estimate of a man's character, if you judge by what a fond sister says of him. The worst of them generally know how to hide their misdeeds from their sisters' eyes, and their mother's, too.
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— Anne Bronte
If ever I am a mother I will zealously strive against this crime of over- indulgence. I can hardly give it a milder name when I think of the evils it brings.
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— Anne Bronte
If the generous ideas of youth are too often over- clouded by the sordid views of after-life, that scarcely proves them to be false
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— Anne Bronte
How odd it is that we so often weep for each other's distresses, when we shed not a tear for our own!
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— Anne Bronte
God will judge us by our own thoughts and deeds, not by what others say about us.
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— Anne Bronte
There is such a thing as looking through a person's eyes into the heart, and learning more of the height, and breadth, and depth of another's soul in one hour than it might take you a lifetime to discover, if he or she were not disposed to reveal it, or if you had not the sense to understand it.
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— Anne Bronte
I'll promise to think twice before I take any important step you seriously disapprove of.
— Anne Bronte
I possess the faculty of enjoying the company of those I - of my friends as well in silence as in conversation.
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— Anne Bronte
Preserve me from such cordiality! It is like handling briar-roses and may-blossoms - bright enough to the eye, and outwardly soft to the touch, but you know there are thorns beneath, and every now and then you feel them too; and perhaps resent the injury by crushing them in till you have destroyed their power, though somewhat to the detriment of your own fingers.
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— Anne Bronte
I am truly miserable - more so than I like to acknowledge to myself. Pride refuses to aid me. It has brought me into the scrape, and will not help me out of it.
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— Anne Bronte
The bud, though plucked, would not be withered, only transplanted to a fitter soil to ripen and blow beneath a brighter sun; and though I might not cherish and watch my child's unfolding intellect, he would be snatched away from all the suffering and sins of earth; and my understanding tells me this would be no great evil; but my heart shrinks from the contemplation of such a possibility, and whispers I could not bear to see him die.
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— Anne Bronte
anne bronte
Birth    : January 17, 1820
Death  : May 28, 1849
Occupation  : Novelist