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Quotes from Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
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1 She had an alarm to call her up early.
2 Her call at the school was generally made in the course of her morning ride.
3 It seemed to me that some event must follow the strange cry, struggle, and call.
4 I will say so much for you, though you have had the incivility to call me a beggar.
5 I wondered why moralists call this world a dreary wilderness: for me it blossomed like a rose.
6 I had once vowed that I would never call her aunt again: I thought it no sin to forget and break that vow now.
7 Conqueror I might be of the house; but the inmate would escape to heaven before I could call myself possessor of its clay dwelling-place.
8 In half-an-hour the carrier was to call for it to take it to Lowton, whither I myself was to repair at an early hour the next morning to meet the coach.
9 God wot I need not be too severe about others; I have a past existence, a series of deeds, a colour of life to contemplate within my own breast, which might well call my sneers and censures from my neighbours to myself.
10 It has seemed to me more than once when I have been in a doze, that my dear husband, who died fifteen years since, has come in and sat down beside me; and that I have even heard him call me by my name, Alice, as he used to do.
11 Having given some further directions, and intimates that he should call again the next day, he departed; to my grief: I felt so sheltered and befriended while he sat in the chair near my pillow; and as he closed the door after him, all the room darkened and my heart again sank: inexpressible sadness weighed it down.
12 It was the strain of a forsaken lady, who, after bewailing the perfidy of her lover, calls pride to her aid; desires her attendant to deck her in her brightest jewels and richest robes, and resolves to meet the false one that night at a ball, and prove to him, by the gaiety of her demeanour, how little his desertion has affected her.