How dare I, Mrs Reed? How dare I? Because it is the truth. You think I have no feelings, and that I can do without one bit of love or kindness; but I cannot live so: and you have no pity.

“Thank you, Mr. Rochester, for your great kindness. I am strangely glad to get b…”

“But solitude is sadness.''Yes; it is sadness. Life, however, has worse than tha…”

“Not a tie hold me to human society at this moment - not a charm or hope calls m…”

“I thought I loved him when he went away; I love him now in another degree: he i…”