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- Prologue
- Episode 1: Gateshead Hall
- Episode 2: Lowood Institution
- “If I had anywhere else to go, I should be glad to leave it; but I can never get away from Gateshead till I am a woman.” (Bronte 32)
- Episode 3: Thornfield Hall
- “‘Dear! Dear! What a fury to fly at Master John!’‘Did ever anybody see such a picture of passion!’Then Mrs. Reed subjoined—‘Take her away to the red-room, and lock her in there.’ Four hands were immediately laid upon me, and I was borne upstairs.” (Bronte 13)
- Episode 4: Moor House
- “I learned that Miss Temple, on returning to her own at dawn, had found me laid in the little crib; my face against Helen Burns’ shoulder, my arms round her neck. I was asleep, and Helen was—dead. Her grave is in Brocklebridge church-yard; for fifteen years after her death it was only covered by a grassy mound; but now a gray marble tablet marks the spot, inscribed with her name and the word “Resurgam.” (Bronte 125)
- Episode 5: Proposals
- She needed nothing of what I said; but when she had tasted the water and drawn breath, she went on thus—“I tell you could not forget it; and I took my revenge: for you to be adopted by your uncle, and placed in a state of ease and comfort, was what I could not endure. I wrote to him; I said I was sorry for his disappointment, but Jane Eyre was dead: she had died of typhus fever at Lowood. Now act as you please: write and contradict my assertion—expose my falsehood as soon as you like.” “If you could but be persuaded to think no more of it, aunt, and to regard me with kindness and forgiveness.” (Bronte 364)
- 'I can but die,' I said, 'and I believe in God. Let me try to wait His will in silence.'These words I not only thought, but uttered; and thrusting back all my misery into my heart, I made an effort to compel it to remain there—dumb and still. 'All men must die,' said a voice quite close at hand; 'but all are not condemned to meet a lingering and premature doom, such as yours would be if you perished here of want.'(Bronte 511)
- My tale draws to its close; one word respecting my experience of married life, and one brief glance at the fortunes of those whose names have most frequently recurred in this narrative, and I have done. I have now been married ten years. I know what it is to live entirely for and with what I love best on earth. No woman was ever nearer to her mate than I am. (Bronte 687)
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