Anne Bronte Quotes

I remember one day sitting at the pool and suddenly the tears were streaming down my cheeks. Why was I so unhappy? I had success. I had security. But it wasn't enough. I was exploding inside.

I feel hurt and pain times a million, all the time.

Melancholy is the nurse of frenzy.

…I hate myself for not being able to go downstairs naturally and seek comfort in numbers. I hate myself for having to sit here and be torn between I know not what within me.

How sick i am! that thought Always comes to me with horror. Is it this strange for everybody? But such fugitive feelings have always been my metier.

She was struggling against a current that brought her inside herself.

Tally turned away. Five minutes was suddenly too long to stand here, eyes burning, unable to cry.

“Do you take pride in your hurt?” Samuel asked. “Does it make you seem large and tragic?” “I don't know.” “Well, think about it. Maybe you're playing a part on a great stage with only yourself as audience.”

I’m not a romantic, I’m a half-wit. Only stupid people would think I’m smart. I’m not something anyone should know. I’m a lunatic wandering around for scraps, I’m like every single miserable moron I’ve scorned and pretended I didn’t recognize. I’m all of them, every last ugly thing in a bad last-minute costume. I’m not different, not at all, not different from any other speck of a thing. I’m a blemished blemish, a ruined ruin, a stained wreck so failed I can’t see what I used to be.

I never will have peace of mind. I'm not constructed that way. Some things in life can be horrible.

The dimensions of my feelings are too violent.

Sometimes my heart hurts so much, I beat it with my fists. I try to run. But you cannot run from this. It waits for you. Even when you think you have escaped it, it is there.

My soul is dark with stormy riot: directly traced over to diet.

We can never flee the misery that is within us.

I have had more trouble with myself than with any other man.

People have so much pain inside them that they're not even aware of.

I tend to play 'tortured' a lot, whether it's physically or emotionally.

Anger tears me up inside... My own... or anyone else's.

It's really hard to watch yourself.

For me, what really excites me about my characters and what pushes their core is the kind of dark, sad side of life.

I've always been at war with myself, for right or wrong. I don't know how to explain it more. It's universal. Some people are better at dealing with it, and they sleep with no pain - not pain, arguments. I've grown quite comfortable with being at war.