Charlotte Bronte

“All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest of me from your presence forever.”

“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.”

“Consistency, madam, is the first of Christian duties.”

“I am always easy of belief when the creed pleases me.”

“I don't call you handsome, sir, though I love you most dearly: far too dearly to flatter you. Don't flatter me.”

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