1 I am astonished you found courage to refuse his hand.
2 Anything like a tangible reproach gave me courage at once.
3 Renewing then my courage, and gathering my feeble remains of strength, I pushed on.
4 Having felt in him the presence of these qualities, I felt his imperfection and took courage.
5 I shook my head: it required a degree of courage, excited as he was becoming, even to risk that mute sign of dissent.
6 He was not a man given to wine, or cards, or racing, as some are, and he was not so very handsome; but he had a courage and a will of his own, if ever man had.
7 I heard the rain still beating continuously on the staircase window, and the wind howling in the grove behind the hall; I grew by degrees cold as a stone, and then my courage sank.
8 I, on the contrary, became more cheerful, and took fresh courage: these last words gave me an insight as to where the difficulty lay; and as it was no difficulty with me, I felt quite relieved from my previous embarrassment.
9 God had an errand for me; to bear which afar, to deliver it well, skill and strength, courage and eloquence, the best qualifications of soldier, statesman, and orator, were all needed: for these all centre in the good missionary.
10 My world had for some years been in Lowood: my experience had been of its rules and systems; now I remembered that the real world was wide, and that a varied field of hopes and fears, of sensations and excitements, awaited those who had courage to go forth into its expanse, to seek real knowledge of life amidst its perils.