Quotation from: Villette

Written by: Charlotte Bronte

"I mean that I value vision, and dread being struck stone blind."

It was best to answer her strongly at once, and to silence for ever
the tender, passionate confidences which left her lips sweet honey,
and sometimes dropped in my ear--molten lead. To me, she commented no
more on her lover's beauty.

Yet speak of him she would; sometimes shyly, in quiet, brief phrases;
sometimes with a tenderness of cadence, and music of voice exquisite
in itself; but which chafed me at times miserably; and then, I know, I
gave her stern looks and words; but cloudless happiness had dazzled
her native clear sight, and she only thought Lucy--fitful.