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He was attached by ties stronger than reason could break — chains, forged by habit, which it would be cruel to attempt to loosen.

Emily Bronte

Be with me always – take any form – drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I can not live without my life! I can not live without my soul!
EMILY BRONTE

Drive Form Life Live Mad Myself Soul Togetherness
I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
EMILY BRONTE

Company Happiness Himself Man Myself Pleasure Quite Seek Sensible
Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us.
EMILY BRONTE

Return Thinking Torture
I’ll be as dirty as I please, and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty!
EMILY BRONTE

Choice Dirty Myself
You have left me so long to struggle against death, alone, that I feel and see only death! I feel like death!
EMILY BRONTE

Alone Death Feeling Struggle Yourself
Earth reserves no blessing For the unblessed of Heaven!
EMILY BRONTE

Blessing Earth Heaven Reserve
Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?
EMILY BRONTE

Bloom Constant Friendship Love Rose Wild
The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.
EMILY BRONTE

Collection Existence Herself Lose Myself World
Terror made me cruel.
EMILY BRONTE

Cruelty Myself Terrorism
You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence!
EMILY BRONTE

Existence Forget Myself Yourself
You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
EMILY BRONTE

Forgiveness Struggle Yourself
It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world.
EMILY BRONTE

Alone Greedy People Strange World
A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.
EMILY BRONTE

Face Goodness Heart Ugly Worst
The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one.
EMILY BRONTE

Clock Life Oneself Time
Worthless as wither’d weeds.
EMILY BRONTE

Plants Worth
Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
EMILY BRONTE

Death Live Value

He was attached by ties stronger than reason could break — chains, forged by habit, which it would be cruel to attempt to loosen.

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He was attached by ties stronger than reason could break — chains, forged by habit, which it would be cruel to attempt to loosen.

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