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 there, firm as weeds among stones. – Charlotte Bronte
Life is so constructed that an event does not, cannot, will not, match the expectation. – Charlotte Bronte
Theres no use in weeping,
Though we are condemned to part:
Theres such a thing as keeping
A remembrance in ones heart… – Charlotte Bronte
Something of vengeance I had tasted for the first time; as aromatic wine it seemed, on swallowing, warm and racy: its after-flavour, metallic and corroding, gave me a sensation as if I had been poisoned. – Charlotte Bronte