This pure little drop from a pure little source was too sweet: it penetrated deep, and subdued the heart

“Night was come, and her planets were risen: a safe, still night; too serene for…”

“Human feelings are queer things -- I am much happier -- black-leading the stove…”

“Presentiments are strange things! and so are sympathies; and so are signs; and …”

“You never felt jealousy, did you, Miss Eyre? Of course not: I need not ask you;…”