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Charlotte Bronte

"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."

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"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."

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Akiroq Brost

"An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world."

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Akiroq Brost

"Some look at things that are, and ask why. I dream of things that never were and ask why not?"

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Akiroq Brost

"Follow the dreams that your heart visualizes, as what you actually see is just an illusion of temporary contentment."

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Akiroq Brost

"Everybody's youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness."

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Akiroq Brost

"Our imagination and hope become a reality if we have the courage to believe and take action to realize them."

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Akiroq Brost

"Common sense tells us that the things of the earth exist only a little, and that true reality is only in dreams."

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Akiroq Brost

"Dream in a pragmatic way."

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Akiroq Brost

"I would wonder if you could be a hero or heroine if you did not live in deep time, that is, Past, present, and future all at once."

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Akiroq Brost

"Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes."

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Akiroq Brost

"You see things; and you say "Why?" But I dream things that never were; and I say "Why not?""

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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!"

Emotion

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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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