Charlotte Quotes

I am constantly torn between the will to be seen and still hidden so god damn well, a contradiction I never figured out.

An artist must be passionately in love with her art. Obsessed or possessed ― go mad for what you believe in.

One thing I have learned is that the people who label you are usually the ones who know the least about who you really are and they have never made the effort to learn different.

One has to look for one's passion. It's not going to come up and smack you on the head.

Being passionate about something is the most beautiful characteristic you can develop.

Truth be told, I liked that blurriness. That line where reality and fiction jutted up against each other.

I'll borrow of imagination what reality will not give me.

People who truly live their lives don't have time to complain or judge others. They're too busy enjoying life and love and everything in between!

A big group of daily friends or a white painted house with bills and mirrors, are not a necessity to me—but an intelligent conversation while sharing another coffee, is.

Build your home in small moments of joy, and you will always feel at home.

The hopes that, in my own heart sown, And cherished by such sun and rain, As Joy and transient Sorrow shed, Have ripened to a harvest there:

Our power of being happy lies a good deal in ourselves, I believe.

Spend more time doing things that make you forget about the time.

This world can be quite wonderful once you let yourself be a part of it.

Motherhood:The most exhausting, emotional, rewardingand life-enhancing journey a woman can take.

...and I wondered, not for the first time, if some of life's tragedy arose when people put themselves in situations they were not by nature suited for.

Whatever women do they must do twice as well as men to be thought half as good. Luckily, this is not difficult.

Here she comes, running, out of prison and off the pedestal: chains off, crown off, halo off, just a live woman.

the human mind was no better than in its earliest period of savagery, only better informed

[The Yellow Wallpaper] was not intended to drive people crazy, but to save people from being driven crazy, and it worked.

John laughs at me, of course, but one expects that in marriage.

I am glad my case is not serious! But these nervous troubles are dreadfully depressing. John does not know how much I really suffer. He knows there is no reason to suffer, and that satisfies him.

Now why should that man have fainted? But he did, and right across my path by the wall, so that I had to creep over him every time!

Human life and human labour were near. I must struggle on: strive to live and bend to toil like the rest.

I can live alone, if self-respect, and circumstances require me so to do.  I need not sell my soul to buy bliss.

I am a complicated person with a simple life.

It will not always be easy, but it will always be beautiful.

I can’t change the world, I can only change how I choose to live in it.

To create is to defy emptiness. It is generous, it affirms. To make is to add to the world, not subtract from it.

Inspiration is everywhere.

Freedom can choke you if you don't know how to handle it.

Dear me, one day I'll make you proud.

... but I believe that music can change a life, because it changed mine.

You might say “no, you will never do that, that’s not you, not who I know, not who I thought you were”, and I will say "watch me".

Words are so very difficult to take back and forget. Memories fade with time, but words never do. They linger in our minds, our hearts, haunting us.

One suffers in silence so long as one has the strength and when that strength fails one speaks without measuring one's words much.

Words were only an approximation of meaning. The meaning escaped between the words, dissolved, disappeared, like fog fading away between iron bars.

Where the bodily presence is weak and the speech contemptible, surely there cannot be error in making written language the medium of better utterance than faltering lips can achieve?

Nobody would believe what an effort it is to do what little I am able, - to dress and entertain, and order things

I wanted to say all these things about how you just have to hold on to the things you love and let go of all the rest.

I am slowly coming to the conclusion that it’s more important to learn to work with what you’ve got, under the circumstances you’ve been given, than wishing for different ones.

I have found no other cure for loneliness than to befriend it.

It could have been so beautiful.The way I learned and got free and swore to never love another person ever againand it could have been so beautiful, the way I actually did.

When someone's success makes you as happy as if it were your own, you know you've found someone worth holding on to.

Jane, I never meant to wound you thus...Will you ever forgive me?"Reader, I forgave him at the moment and on the spot.

. . . it’s okay if we get mad at each other?”“Yeah, Buddy, it’s OK, as long as we don’t stay mad, and as long as we forgive each other when we mess up.”from upcoming book, "When I Am in Your Arms.

Love me, then, or hate me, as you will, " I said at last, "you have my full and free forgiveness: ask now for God's, and be at peace.

Dare my guilty heart admit the horrible acknowledgement that I love you still?

What I want to know is how you go on when you look aroundand don’t see anywhere you want to go without the only personyou can’t have.

No story is worth telling without the twists and turns. Make them count instead.