All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you... - Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
"All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest of me from your presence forever."
"All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest of me from your presence forever."
"Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think wrong! - I have as much soul as you, - and full as much heart! And if God had gifted me with some beauty and much wealth, I should have made it as hard for you to leave me, as it is now for me to leave you!"
"I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself."
"Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity or registering wrongs."
"I knew, you would do me good, in some way, at some time;- I saw it in your eyes when I first beheld you: their expression and smile did not- (again he stopped)- did not (he proceeded hastily) strike delight to my very inmost heart so for nothing."
"And it is you, spirit--with will and energy, and virtue and purity--that I want, not alone with your brittle frame."