"To regret the exchange of earthly pleasures for the joys of Heaven is as if the groveling caterpillar should lament that it must one day quit the nibbled leaf to soar aloft and flutter through the air, roving at will from flower to flower, sipping sweet honey from their cups, or basking in their sunny petals."

- Anne Bronte

"If you would have your son walk honorably through the world, you must not attempt to clear the stones from his path, but teach him to walk firmly over them — not insist upon leading him by the hand, but let him learn to go alone."

- Anne Bronte

"If you would have your son to walk honorably through the world, you must not attempt to clear the stones from his path but teach him to walk firmly over them—not insist upon leading him by the hand, but let him learn to go alone."

- Anne Bronte

"Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow; My eyes are tired of weeping, My heart is sick of woe."

- Anne Bronte

"Oh, I am very weary, / Though tears no longer flow; / My eyes are tired of weeping, / My heart is sick of woe."

- Anne Bronte