Quotes from Anne Bronte

I would rather have your friendship than the love of any other woman in the world.

You may think it all very fine, Mr. Huntingdon, to amuse yourself with rousing my jealousy; but take care you don't rouse my hate instead. And when you have once extinguished my love, you will find it no easy matter to kindle it again.

A little girl loves her bird--Why? Because it lives and feels; because it is helpless and harmless? A toad, likewise, lives and feels, and is equally helpless and harmless; but though she would not hurt a toad, she cannot love it like the bird, with its graceful form, soft feathers, and bright, speaking eyes.

No, thank you, I don't mind the rain,' I said. I always lacked common sense when taken by surprise.

My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring and carried aloft on the wings of the breeze.

If you would have your son to walk honorably through the world, you must not attempt to clear the stones from his path, but teach him to walk firmly over them - not insist upon leading him by the hand, but let him learn to go alone.

Although I maintain that if she were more perfect, she would be less interesting.

There is such a thing as looking through a person's eyes into the heart, and learning more of the height, and breadth, and depth of another's soul in one hour than it might take you a lifetime to discover, if he or she were not disposed to reveal it, or if you had not the sense to understand it.

He never could have loved me, or he would not have resigned me so willingly

I always lacked common sense when taken by surprise.

The end of Religion is not to teach us how to die, but how to live....

Because the road is rough and long, Shall we despise the skylark's song?

I have no horror of death: if I thought it inevitable I think I could quietly resign myself to the prospect ... But I wish it would please God to spare me not only for Papa's and Charlotte's sakes, but because I long to do some good in the world before I leave it. I have many schemes in my head for future practice -- humble and limited indeed -- but still I should not like them all to come to nothing, and myself to have lived to so little purpose. But God's will be done.

What shall I do, if all my love, My hopes, my toil, are cast away, And if there be no God above, To hear and bless me when I pray?

You may have as many words as you please -- only I can't stay to hear them.

I am satisfied that if a book is a good one, it is so whatever the sex of the author may be. All novels are, or should be, written for both men and women to read, and I am at loss to conceive how a man should permit himself to write anything that would be really disgraceful to a woman, or why a woman should be censured for writing anything that would be proper and becoming for a man.

At your time of life, it's love that rules the roast: at mine, it's solid, serviceable gold.

If your wife gives you her heart, you must take it, thankfully, and use it well, and not pull it in pieces, and laugh in her face, because she cannot snatch it away.

Since I love him so much, I can easily forgive him for loving himself.

Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow My eyes are tired of weeping, My heart is sick of woe.

A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine.

I would not send a poor girl into the world, ignorant of the snares that beset her path nor would I watch and guard her, till, deprived of self-respect and self-reliance, she lost the power or the will to watch and guard herself .

But he who dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose.

What a fool you must be," said my head to my heart, or my sterner to my softer self.