"Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs."
"A Christmas frost had come at midsummer; a white December storm had whirled over June; ice glazed the ripe apples, drifts crushed the blowing roses; on hayfield and cornfield lay a frozen shroud: lanes which last night blushed full of flowers, to-day were pathless with untrodden snow; and the woods, which twelve hours since waved leafy and flagrant as groves between the tropics, now spread, waste, wild, and white as pine-forests in wintry Norway."
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Source: Charlotte Bronte (2016). “Jane Eyre (World Classics, Unabridged)”, p.286, Vij Books India Pvt Ltd
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