Charlotte Bronte (March 21, 1816 - March 31, 1855)
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I'm just going to write because I cannot help it.
A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow.
Who has words at the right moment?
It is vain to say human beings ought to be satisfied with tranquility; they must have action; and they will make it if they cannot find it
If you are cast in a different mould to the majority, it is no merit of yours: Nature did it.
We wanted to get the group to a level where they could compete at a statewide level.
A man without a mustache is like a cup of tea without sugar
Loving all of it even while he had to hate some of it because he knows now that you don't love because: you love despite; not for the virtues, but despite the faults.