“My heart leapt up: I was already on my master's very lands. It fell again: the thought struck it:—"Your master himself may be beyond the British Channel, for aught you know: and then, if he is at Thornfield Hall, towards which you hasten, who besides him is there? His lunatic wife: and you have nothing to do with him: you dare not speak to him or seek his presence."Chapter 36 · Narrator · ★★★☆☆→
“Once more on the road to Thornfield, I felt like the messenger-pigeon flying home.Chapter 36 · Narrator · ★★★☆☆→
“"The late!" I gasped. "Is he dead?" "I mean the present gentleman, Mr. Edward's father," he explained. I breathed again: my blood resumed its flow. Fully assured by these words that Mr. Edward—_my_ Mr. Rochester (God bless him, wherever he was!)—was at least alive: was, in short, "the present gentleman."Chapter 36 · Jane Eyre · ★★★☆☆→
“"Yes, yes: he is alive; but many think he had better be dead." "Why? How?" My blood was again running cold. "Where is he?" I demanded. "Is he in England?" "Ay—ay—he's in England; he can't get out of England, I fancy—he's a fixture now."Chapter 36 · Jane Eyre · ★★★☆☆→
“You mocking changeling—fairy-born and human-bred! You make me feel as I have not felt these twelve months. If Saul could have had you for his David, the evil spirit would have been exorcised without the aid of the harp.Chapter 37 · Edward Rochester · ★★★☆☆→
“And where is the speaker? Is it only a voice? Oh! I _cannot_ see, but I must feel, or my heart will stop and my brain burst. Whatever—whoever you are—be perceptible to the touch or I cannot live!Chapter 37 · Edward Rochester · ★★★☆☆→
“It is time some one undertook to rehumanise you, for I see you are being metamorphosed into a lion, or something of that sort. You have a 'faux air' of Nebuchadnezzar in the fields about you, that is certain: your hair reminds me of eagles' feathers; whether your nails are grown like birds' claws or not, I have not yet noticed.Chapter 37 · Jane Eyre · ★★★☆☆→
“Great God!—what delusion has come over me? What sweet madness has seized me?Chapter 37 · Edward Rochester · ★★★☆☆→