Ocupation: Novelist
Life: April 21, 1816 - March 31, 1855
Birthday: April 21
Death: March 31
If there are words and wrongs like knives, whose deep inflicted lacerations never heal - cutting injuries and insults of serrated and poison-dripping edge - so, too, there are consolations of tone too fine for the ear not fondly and for ever to retain their echo: caressing kindnesses - loved, lingered over through a whole life, recalled with unfaded tenderness, and answering the call with undimmed shine, out of that raven cloud foreshadowing Death himself.
source: Charlotte Bronte (2009). “Villette”, p.475, The Floating Press
topic: Kindness, Cutting, Clouds, Foreshadowing, Villette, Answering The Call