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“If Mr. Thornton was a fool in the morning, as he assured himself at least twenty times he was, he did not grow much wiser in the afternoon. All that he gained … was a more vivid conviction that there never was, never could be, any one like Margaret; that she did not love him and never would; but that she - no! nor the whole world - should never hinder him from loving her.” (Elizabeth Gaskell, N&S Chapter 26) |
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“No-one loves me. No-one cares for me but you.” (John Thornton)
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“I have presumed to know you once before and have been mistaken.” (John Thornton)
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“What a scowl that man has!” (Frederick Hale)
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“ … there was selfishness enough in him to have taken pleasure in the idea that his great love might come in to comfort and console her; much the same kind of strange passionate pleasure which comes stinging through a mother's heart, when her drooping infant nestles close to her, and is dependent upon her for everything. But this delicious vision of what might have been - in which, in spite of all Margaret's repulse, he would have indulged only a few days ago--was miserably disturbed by the recollection of what he had seen near the Outwood station.” (Elizabeth Gaskell, N&S, Chapter 33)
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"There should be no inquest. He would save Margaret. He would take the responsibility of preventing the inquest … Miss Hale might love another - was indifferent and contemptuous to him - but he would yet do her faithful acts of service of which she should never know.” (Elizabeth Gaskell, N&S Chapter 35)
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“He was haunted by the remembrance of the handsome young man, with whom she stood in an attitude of such familiar confidence; and the remembrance shot through him like an agony, till it made him clench his hands tight in order to subdue the pain.” (Elizabeth Gaskell, N&S Chapter 33)
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“I hope you realise that any foolish passion for you on my part is entirely over. I’m looking to the future.”
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| “I surely am mistress enough of myself to control this wild, strange, miserable feeling, which tempted me even to betray my own dear Frederick, so that I might but regain his good opinion - the good opinion of a man who takes such pains to tell me that I am nothing to him.” (Elizabeth Gaskell, N&S Chapter 39) |
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