"Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs."
"You — you strange — you almost unearthly thing! — I love as my own flesh. You — poor and obscure, and small and plain as you are — I entreat to accept me as a husband."
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Source: Charlotte Bronte (2013). “Jane Eyre”, p.321, Simon and Schuster
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