Character: Jane Eyre. Page 3

Now I remembered that the world is immense and that those who dare to enter his space to look for among the dangers of the true knowledge of life, open a wide field of hopes, fears, joys and excitement.

Luck makes us generous.

Handsome young men I have rarely seen, and never in my life have I talked with any. Theoretically, I read the beauty, elegance, noble courage, charm, however, I see they are incarnate in a living man, I instinctively grasped that all this does not and cannot have a relationship with me, and recoiled to, for sure, lightning, fire, all that brightly Shine, but may singe.

It is vain to insist, as if the human soul must be satisfied with peace. No, she needed a flurry of activity, and it creates its likeness in dreams, if you can not find in reality.

Her eyes looking to the floor, but I'm sure they don't see it, her eyes are turned inside, into the depth of her heart: she looks at your memories, not on what's around it.

Physically I felt very weak and broken, but much worse was my mental depression - depression, which made me quietly cry.

... it wasn't the way I saw it. I didn't blame him of anything, did not say that he lied to me, but it disappeared a trait of impeccable veracity, which so attracted me, so I had to leave.

You're good with those who are good to you. I think it should be. If people always listen to those who are cruel and unjust, the wicked so to all, and did it my way: they'd feared nothing and was getting worse and worse.

I always put a doll: every human being has something to love, and, for lack of a more worthy subjects for this feeling, I've found joy in the attachment to shabby, cheap doll, more like a small Scarecrow. Now I already understand is the ridiculous tenderness that I felt for this toy, seeing it as almost a living being, capable of human feelings. I couldn't sleep, not her wrapped in the broad folds of my night-gown; and when she lay beside me, warm and under my protection, I was almost happy, because you have to be happy and she.

I must hate those who, in spite of my efforts to please them, continues to hate me: it is as natural as to love someone who's affectionate, or submit to punishment when it is deserved.

There is no greater happiness than to feel that people love you and rejoice in your presence.

... children are capable of experiencing strong feelings, but not able to understand them. And if you even partially understand, do not know how to talk about it.

It is an affront to nature - not to love him.

- What is hell? Can you tell me?
- A pit full of fire.
- And you would like to fall into that pit and burn forever in it?
- No, sir.
- What you need to do to get there?
I wondered and answered not too well:
- I should be very healthy and not die.