Remorse Is The Poison Of Life.

Sometimes I Have The Strangest Feeling About You. Especially When You Are Near Me As You Are Now. It Feels As Though I Had A String Tied Here Under My Left Rib Where My Heart Is, Tightly Knotted To You In A Similar Fashion. And When You Go To Ireland, With All That Distance Between Us, I Am Afraid That This Cord Will Be Snapped, And I Shall Bleed Inwardly.

If You Are Cast In A Different Mould To The Majority, It Is No Merit Of Yours: Nature Did It.

Mr. Rochester, I No More Assign This Fate To You Than I Grasp At It For Myself. We Were Born To Strive And Endure - You As Well As I: Do So. You Will Forget Me Before I Forget You.

He Made Me Love Him Without Looking At Me.

It Would Not Be Wicked To Love Me." "it Would To Obey You.