Reader, I Married Him.

If Life Be A War, It Seemed My Destiny To Conduct It Single-handed.

I Am Not Your Dear; I Cannot Lie Down: Send Me To School Soon, Mrs. Reed, For I Hate To Live Here.

'my Bride Is Here,' Rochester Said , Again Drawing Me To Him, 'because My Equal Is Here, And My Likeness. Jane, Will You Marry Me?'

I Both Wished And Feared To See Mr. Rochester On The Day Which Followed This Sleepless Night. I Wanted To Hear His Voice Again, Yet Feared To Meet His Eye.

On The Contrary, I'm A Universal Patriot, If You Could Understand Me Rightly: My Country Is The World.