Quotes from Anne Bronte

I am not alone, you see;—and those whose time is fully occupied seldom complain of solitude.

The cases are different,' he replied. 'It is a woman's nature to be constant - to love one and one only, blindly, tenderly, and for ever - bless them, dear creatures! and you above them all; but you must have some commiseration for us, Helen; you must give us a little more licence, for, as Shakespeare has it - However we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and won Than women's are.

When we hear a little good and no harm of a person, it is easy and pleasant to imagine more:

He is very fond of me, almost too fond.  I could do with less caressing and more rationality.  I should like to be less of a pet and more of a friend, if I might choose; but I won't complain of that: I am only afraid his affection loses in depth where it gains in ardour. 

True benevolence and gentle, considerate kindness.

No one cares for the exterior.

A spirit of candor and frankness, when wholly unaccompanied with coarseness, he admired in others, but he could not acquire it himself.

Never! while heaven spares my reason,' replied I, snatching away the hand he had presumed to seize and press between his own.

there is nothing like a cheerful mind for keeping the body in health.

O Reader! If there were less of this delicate concealment of facts- this whispering ''Peace, Peace, when there is no peace- there would be less of sin and misery to the young of both sexes who are left to wring their bitter knowledge from experience.

Yes, but the surest means will be to endeavour to fortify him against temptation, not to remove it out of his way.

I am above eighteen, and quite able to take care of myself, and others too. You do not know half the wisdom and prudence I possess, because I have never been tried.

But is not active employment the best remedy for overwhelming sorrow—the surest antidote for despair?

When my foot was on the sands and my face towards the broad, bright bay, no language can describe the effect of the deep, clear azure of the sky and ocean, the bright morning sunshine on the semicircular barrier of craggy cliffs surmounted by green swelling hills, and on the smooth, wide sands, and the low rocks out at sea—looking, with their clothing of weeds and moss, like little grass-grown islands—and above all, on the brilliant, sparkling waves. 

Of him to whom less is given, less will be required, but our utmost exertions are required of us all.

Tis but the frost that clears the air, And gives the sky that lovely blue; They're smiling in a winter's sun, Those evergreens of sombre hue.

His conduct has of late, been what the world calls irreproachable; but then I know his heart is still unchanged; and I know that spring is approaching, and deeply dread the consequences.

nothing was seen or heard of Mr. Weston; until, at last, I gave up hoping, for even my heart acknowledged it was all in vain. But still, I would think of him: I would cherish his image in my mind; and treasure every word, look, and gesture that my memory could retain;

And indeed this was the best policy—for to submit and oblige was the governess's part, to consult their own pleasure was that of the pupils.

if I can gain the public ear at all, I would rather whisper a few wholesome truths therein than much soft nonsense

This rose is not so fragrant as a summer flower, but it has stood through hardships none of them could bear: the cold rain of winter has sufficed to nourish it, and its faint sun to warm it; the bleak winds have not blanched it, or broken its stem, and the keen frost has not blighted it. Look, Gilbert, it is still fresh and blooming as a flower can be, with the cold snow even now on its petals.- Will you have it?

The best way to enjoy yourself is to do what is right and hate nobody.

I hate talking when there is no exchange of ideas or sentiments, and no good given or received

Aquel que no se atreve a agarrar la espina no debería ansiar la rosa.