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The brightest attractions to the lover too often prove the husband's greatest torments
Anne Bronte
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Anne Bronte
Age: 29 †
Born: 1820
Born: January 17
Died: 1849
Died: May 28
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You will form a very inadequate estimate of a man's character, if you judge by what a fond sister says of him. The worst of them generally know how to hide their misdeeds from their sisters' eyes, and their mother's, too.
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Then, you must fall each into your proper place. You'll do your business, and she, if she's worthy of you, will do hers but it's your business to please yourself, and hers to please you.
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Because I imagine there must be only a very, very few men in the world, that I should like to marry and of those few, it is ten to one I may never be acquainted with one or if I should, it is twenty to one he may not happen to be single, or to take a fancy to me.
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His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the slightest touch of the finger, or the lightest breath of wind.
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My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring and carried aloft on the wings of the breeze.
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if I hate the sins, I love the sinner, and would do much for his salvation
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I would rather have your friendship than the love of any other woman in the world.
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No, thank you, I don't mind the rain,' I said. I always lacked common sense when taken by surprise.
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My heart is too thoroughly dried to be broken in a hurry, and I mean to live as long as I can.
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No for instead of delivering myself up to the full enjoyment of the as others do, I am always troubling my head about how I could produce the same effect upon canvas and as that can never be done, it is mere vanity and vexation of spirit.
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I still preserve those relics of past sufferings and experience, like pillars of witness set up in travelling through the valve of life, to mark particular occurrences. The footsteps are obliterated now the face of the country may be changed but the pillar is still there, to remind me how all things were when it was reared.
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I cannot get him to write or speak in real, solid earnest. I don't much mind it now, but if it be always so, what shall I do with the serious part of myself?
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I see that a man cannot give himself up to drinking without being miserable one half his days and mad the other besides, I like to enjoy my life at all sides and ends, which cannot be done by one that suffers himself to be the slave of a single propensity.
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Yet, should thy darkest fears be true, If Heaven be so severe, That such a soul as thine is lost, Oh! how shall I appear?
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Farewell to Thee! But not farewell To all my fondest thoughts of Thee Within my heart they still shall dwell And they shall cheer and comfort me.
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It is foolish to wish for beauty. Sensible people never either desire it for themselves or care about it in others. If the mind be but well cultivated, and the heart well disposed, no one ever cares for the exterior.
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But, God knows best, I concluded.
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Beauty is that quality which, next to money, is generally the most attractive to the worst kinds of men and, therefore, it is likely to entail a great deal of trouble on the possessor.
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If the generous ideas of youth are too often over- clouded by the sordid views of after-life, that scarcely proves them to be false
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In love affairs, there is no mediator like a merry, simple-hearted child - ever ready to cement divided hearts, to span the unfriendly gulf of custom, to melt the ice of cold reserve, and overthrow the separating walls of dread formality and pride.
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