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Anne Bronte —
born on January 17, 1820,
died on May 28, 1849
Anne Brontë was an English novelist and poet, the youngest member of the Brontë literary family... (wikipedia)
Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow; My eyes are tired of weeping, My heart is sick of woe.
If you would have your son to walk honourably through the world, you must not attempt to clear the stones from his path, but teach him to walk firmly over them - not insist upon leading him by the hand, but let him learn to go alone.
I would not send a poor girl into the world, ignorant of the snares that beset her path; nor would I watch and guard her, till, deprived of self-respect and self-reliance, she lost the power or the will to watch and guard herself.
Keep both heart and hand in your own possession, till you see good reason to part with them; and if such an occasion should never present itself, comfort your mind with this reflection: that, though in single life your joys may not be very many, your sorrows, at least, will not be more than you can bear.
But he that dares not grasp the thorn Should never crave the rose.