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Reading is my favourite occupation, when I have leisure for it and books to read.
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reading
hobby
leisure
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Anne Brontë |
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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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poetry
night
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Anne Brontë |
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fdd3d0d
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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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smiles
tears
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Anne Brontë |
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78781d0
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It is foolish to wish for beauty. Sensible people never either desire it for themselves or care about it in others. If the mind be but well cultivated, and the heart well disposed, no one ever cares for the exterior.
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mind
real
what-is-on-the-inside
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Anne Brontë |
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772d400
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I am satisfied that if a book is a good one, it is so whatever the sex of the author may be. All novels are or should be written for both men and women to read, and I am at a loss to conceive how a man should permit himself to write anything that would be really disgraceful to a woman, or why a woman should be censured for writing anything that would be proper and becoming for a man.
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feminism
writing
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Anne Brontë |
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3084db8
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What business had I to think of one that never thought of me?
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thoughts
romance
love
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Anne Brontë |
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cd84b0c
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His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the slightest touch of the finger, or the lightest breath of wind.
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Anne Brontë |
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e6f5e8a
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I was sorry for her; I was amazed, disgusted at her heartless vanity; I wondered why so much beauty should be given to those who made so bad a use of it, and denied to some who would make it a benefit to both themselves and others. But, God knows best, I concluded. There are, I suppose, some men as vain, as selfish, and as heartless as she is, and, perhaps, such women may be useful to punish them.
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Anne Brontë |
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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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marriage
unrequited-love
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Anne Brontë |
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1106fdc
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The ties that bind us to life are tougher than you imagine, or than any one can who has not felt how roughly they may be pulled without breaking.
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perseverance
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Anne Brontë |
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f40a4c3
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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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heartbreak
life
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Anne Brontë |
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4aa9529
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He had not breathed a word of love, or dropped one hint of tenderness or affection, and yet I had been supremely happy. To be near him, to hear him talk as he did talk, and to feel that he thought me worthy to be so spoken to - capable of understanding and duly appreciating such discourse - was enough.
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agnes-is-adorable
anne-brontë
quotes
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Anne Brontë |
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B]eauty is that quality which, next to money, is generally the most attractive to the worst kinds of men; and, therefore, it is likely to entail a great deal of trouble on the possessor.
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Anne Brontë |
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93297f8
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You may think it all very fine, Mr. Huntingdon, to amuse yourself with rousing my jealousy; but take care you don't rouse my hate instead. And when you have once extinguished my love, you will find it no easy matter to kindle it again.
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Anne Brontë |
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748c256
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No, thank you, I don't mind the rain,' I said. I always lacked common sense when taken by surprise.
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Anne Brontë |
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e9d9a9a
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A little girl loves her bird--Why? Because it lives and feels; because it is helpless and harmless? A toad, likewise, lives and feels, and is equally helpless and harmless; but though she would not hurt a toad, she cannot love it like the bird, with its graceful form, soft feathers, and bright, speaking eyes.
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Anne Brontë |
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7f9ab13
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I would rather have your friendship than the love of any other woman in the world.
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Anne Brontë |
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If you would have your son to walk honorably 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 Brontë |
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Keep a guard over your eyes and ears as the inlets of your heart, and over your lips as the outlet, lest they betray you in a moment of unwariness. Receive, coldly and dispassionately, every attention, till you have ascertained and duly considered the worth of the aspirant; and let your affections be consequent upon approbation alone. First study; then approve; then love. Let your eyes be blind to all external attractions, your ears deaf to..
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Anne Brontë |
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59fd023
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I always lacked common sense when taken by surprise.
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Anne Brontë |
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1f72cd2
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The end of Religion is not to teach us how to die, but how to live....
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Anne Brontë |
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5c8d6c7
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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 Brontë |
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5cb735f
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He never could have loved me, or he would not have resigned me so willingly
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Anne Brontë |
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I will give my whole heart and soul to my Maker if I can,' I answered, 'and not one atom more of it to you than He allows. What are you, sir, that you should set yourself up as a god, and presume to dispute possession of my heart with Him to whom I owe all I have and all I am, every blessing I ever did or ever can enjoy - and yourself among the rest - if you are a blessing, which I am half inclined to doubt.
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Anne Brontë |
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Although I maintain that if she were more perfect, she would be less interesting.
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Anne Brontë |
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Is it that they think it a duty to be continually talking,' pursued she: 'and so never pause to think, but fill up with aimless trifles and vain repetitions when subjects of real interest fail to present themselves? - or do they really take a pleasure in such discourse?' 'Very likely they do,' said I; 'their shallow minds can hold no great ideas, and their light heads are carried away by trivialities that would not move a better-furnished s..
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stupidity
stupid-people
rumours
slander
conversation
talking
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Anne Brontë |
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6c769fa
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I was not really angry: I felt for him all the time, and longed to be reconciled; but I determined he should make the first advances, or at least show some signs of an humble and contrite spirit, first; for, if I began, it would only minister to his self-conceit, increase his arrogance, and quite destroy the lesson I wanted to give him.
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Anne Brontë |
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1272804
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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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manners
socialising
rudeness
politeness
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Anne Brontë |
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a21de51
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One bright day in the last week of February, I was walking in the park, enjoying the threefold luxury of solitude, a book, and pleasant weather.
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words
literature
reading
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Anne Brontë |
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0ffb5f2
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I still preserve those relics of past sufferings and experience, like pillars of witness set up in travelling through the valve of life, to mark particular occurrences. The footsteps are obliterated now; the face of the country may be changed; but the pillar is still there, to remind me how all things were when it was reared.
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past
life-experience
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Anne Brontë |
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d6d0e2a
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He is very fond of me, almost too fond. I could do with less caressing and more rationality. I should like to be less of a pet and more of a friend, if I might choose; but I won't complain of that: I am only afraid his affection loses in depth where it gains in ardour. I sometimes liken it to a fire of dry twigs and branches compared with one of solid coal, very bright and hot; but if it should burn itself out and leave nothing but ashes be..
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Anne Brontë |
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9294de2
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To regret the exchange of earthly pleasures for the joys of Heaven, is as if the grovelling caterpillar should lament that it must one day quit the nibbled leaf to soar aloft and flutter through the air, roving at will from flower to flower, sipping sweet honey from their cups, or basking in their sunny petals. If these little creatures knew how great a change awaited them, no doubt they would regret it; but would not all such sorrow be mis..
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heaven
fear
death
transformation
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Anne Brontë |
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c346a45
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I had been seasoned by adversity, and tutored by experience, and I longed to redeem my lost honour in the eyes of those whose opinion was more than that of all the world to me.
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Anne Brontë |
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4a629ad
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I see that a man cannot give himself up to drinking without being miserable one-half his days and mad the other.
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mad
alcoholism
alcoholism-addiction-recovery
miserable
alcoholic
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Anne Brontë |
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0d0721a
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No one can be happy in eternal solitude.
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solitude
no-one
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Anne Brontë |
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c60e5a5
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If I hate the sins, I love the sinner, and would do much for his salvation
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love
sin
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Anne Brontë |
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5c6597b
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All true histories contain instruction; though, in some, the treasure may be hard to find, and when found, so trivial in quantity, that the dry, shriveled kernel scarcely compensates for the trouble of cracking the nut.
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writing
truth
thought
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Anne Brontë |
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7edcce9
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You cannot expect stone to be as pliable as clay.
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Anne Brontë |
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2fdaab6
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If we can only speak to slander our betters, let us hold our tongues.
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slander
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Anne Brontë |
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2aa887d
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What is it that constitutes virtue, Mrs. Graham? Is it the circumstance of being able and willing to resist temptation; or that of having no temptations to resist? - Is he a strong man that overcomes great obstacles and performs surprising achievements, though by dint of great muscular exertion, and at the risk of some subsequent fatigue, or he that sits in his chair all day, with nothing to do more laborious than stirring the fire, and car..
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Anne Brontë |
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7a63118
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When a lady condescends to apologise, there is no keeping one's anger.
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women
apologies
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Anne Brontë |
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e73383a
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there is always a but in this imperfect world!
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Anne Brontë |
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1c58167
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But, God knows best, I concluded.
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god
belief-in-god
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Anne Brontë |
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e051610
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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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silence
friendship
conversation
enjoyment
faculty
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Anne Brontë |