Make my happiness--I will make yours. — Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
Make my happiness--I will make yours. — Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
Make my happiness--I will make yours. — Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
Make my happiness--I will make yours. — Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
Make my happiness--I will make yours. — Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
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Make my happiness--I will make yours.

— Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
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