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I had not attended to love him. The reader knows, I had wrought hard to extirpate from my soul the germs of love there detected, and now at the first renewed view of him, they spontaneously revived, green and strong! He made me love him without looking at me.

You never felt jealousy, did you Miss Eyre?… you mark my words, you will come someday to a craggy pass in the channel, where the whole of live stream will be broken up into whirl and to tumult, foam and noise, either you will be dashed to atoms on crag points or lifted up and borne on by some master wave into a calmer current as I am now.

It’s SO GOOD!

I am charmed when I see street stalls selling roasted potatoes and hot chestnuts. Enticing aromas fill the air, and I have money in my pocket, for the first time in my life.
(Oh, how I wish I was there!)

“Meddling and moralizing! I tell you to your head, Venetia, if you do marry him, I’ll have nothing more to do with you!”

“Well, I don’t mean to marry him, so stop fidgeting yourself into a stew!” 🤣😂🤣

Surely, if God had meant us to know everything, he would not have made the world so very mysterious. I have grown accustomed to the blank spaces around the shapes of my life. I have grown accustomed to living with questions.

There was however, far too much to do each day for me to spend much time in worrying. In fact, I began to give up worry altogether and found I didn’t miss it. One had always read and heard, of course, of the virtue of living for the moment, but why do most of us take so long and discovering this for ourselves?

I saw how this little red beard peddler was like a cake of yeast in the big, heavy dough of humanity.

There are three ingredients in the good life, learning, earning, and yearning. A man should be learning as he goes, and he should be earning bread for himself and others, and he should be yearning, too, yearning to know the unknowable.

What observed victims of contrary desires, we are. If a man settled in one place, he yearns to wonder, when he wanders, he yearns to have a home. And yet how bestial is content, all the great things in life are done by discontented people.

“Somehow anyhow you got yourself set for the summer, and in June you quit your winter job and set out for the Adirondacks or the coast of Maine where you had an absolute wonderful two months on a schedule that would’ve put a normal person in a sanatorium and at a salary, Charles Dickens would have refused to believe!” 🤣