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“No mockery in this world ever sounds to me so hollow as that of being told to cultivate happiness. What does such advice mean? Happiness is not a potato, to be planted in mould, and tilled with manure. Happiness is a glory shining far down upon us out of Heaven. She is a divine dew which the soul, on certain of its summer mornings, feels dropping upon it from the amaranth bloom and golden fruitage of Paradise.””

— Charlotte Brontë

“I believe in some blending of hope and sunshine sweetening the worst lots. I believe that this life is not all; neither the beginning nor the end. I believe while I tremble; I trust while I weep.””

— Charlotte Brontë

“Life is so constructed, that the event does not, cannot, will not, match the expectation.””

— Charlotte Brontë

“His mind was indeed my library, and whenever it was opened to me, I entered bliss.””

— Charlotte Brontë

“But solitude is sadness.''Yes; it is sadness. Life, however, has worse than that. Deeper than melancholy lies heart-break.””

— Charlotte Brontë

“Silence is of different kinds, and breathes different meanings.””

— Charlotte Brontë

“Do you like him much?'I told you I liked him a little. Where is the use of caring for him so very much: he is full of faults.'Is he?'All boys are.””

— Charlotte Brontë

“Wise people say it is folly to think anybody perfect; and as to likes and dislikes, we should be friendly to all, and worship none””

— Charlotte Brontë

“Peril, loneliness, an uncertain future, are not oppressive evils, so long as the frame is healthy and the faculties are employed; so long, especially, as Liberty lends us her wings, and Hope guides us by her star.””

— Charlotte Brontë