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Charlotte Bronte

"The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious, but still a truthful interpreter - in the eye."

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Akiroq Brost

"Why do you hasten to remove anything which hurts your eye, while if something affects your soul you postpone the cure until next year?"

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"An election is a moral horror, as bad as a battle except for the blood; a mud bath for every soul concerned in it."

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Akiroq Brost

"Brevity is the soul of wit."

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"I have also seen children successfully surmounting the effects of an evil inheritance. That is due to purity being an inherent attribute of the soul."

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"The soul has illusions as the bird has wings: it is supported by them."

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"I've heard that the soul often recognizes truth when it hears it, even if the mind does not."

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"Free will carried many a soul to hell, but never a soul to heaven."

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"No egoism is so insufferable as that of the Christian with regard to his soul."

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"A soul is but the last bubble of a long fermentation in the world."

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"I know in my soul when something feels like a sell out and I think for me, I knew that if I did the Jane's Addiction reunion thing, that I would feel like a sell out. That's how it would feel to me."

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Charlotte Bronte
"I tired of the routine of eight years in one afternoon."

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Charlotte Bronte
"Entering by the carré, a piece of mirror-glass, set in an oaken cabinet, repeated my image. It said I was changed: my cheeks and lips were sodden white, my eyes were glassy, and my eyelids swollen and purple. On rejoining my companions, I knew they all looked at me - my heart seemed discovered to them: I believed myself self-betrayed. Hideously certain did it seem that the very youngest of the school must guess why and for whom I despaired."

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Charlotte Bronte
"Youth is gone -- gone -- and will never come back: can't help it."

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Charlotte Bronte
"How all my brain was in tumult, and all my heart in insurrection! Yet in what darkness, what dense ignorance, was the mental battle fought!"

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Charlotte Bronte
"Such is the imperfect nature of man! such spots are there on the disc of the clearest planet; and eyes like Miss Scatcherd's can only see those minute defects, and are blind to the full brightness of the orb."

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Charlotte Bronte
"I wish I had only offered youa sovereign instead of ten pounds. Give me back nine pounds, Jane; I've a use for it.''And so have I, sir,' I returned, putting my hands and my purse behind me. 'I could not spare the money on any account.''Little niggard!' said he, 'refusing me a pecuniary request! Give me five pounds, Jane.''Not five shillings, sir; nor five pence.''Just let me look at the cash.''No, sir; you are not to be trusted."

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Charlotte Bronte
"His veins were dark with a vivid belladonna tincture, the essence of jealousy."

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Charlotte Bronte
"Men, in general, are a sort of scum, very different to anything of which you have an idea."

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Charlotte Bronte
"I had not, it seems, the originality to chalk out a new road to shame and destruction, but trode the old track with stupid exactness not to deviate an inch from the beaten centre."

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Charlotte Bronte
"Renewed hope followed renewed effort: It shone like the former for some weeks, then, like it, faded, flickered: Not a line, not a word reached me. When half a year wasted in vain expectancy, my hope died out, and then I felt dark indeed."

Despair

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