Charlotte Bronte

You had no right to be born for you make no use of life. Instead of living for, in, and with yourself, as a reasonable being ought, you seek only to fasten your feebleness on some other person's strength.

If you are cast in a different mould to the majority, it is no merit of yours: Nature did it.

Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs.

Men judge us by the success of our efforts. God looks at the efforts themselves.

If we would build on a sure foundation in friendship, we must love friends for their sake rather than for our own.

Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never been loosened or fertilized by education they grow firm there, firm as weeds among stones.

The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.

I feel monotony and death to be almost the same.

Memory in youth is active and easily impressible in old age it is comparatively callous to new impressions, but still retains vividly those of earlier years.