I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.
EMILY BRONTEI’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there; not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart; but really with it, and in it.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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If I had caused the cloud, it was my duty to make an effort to dispel it.
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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!
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I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow.
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He’ll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to loved or hated again.
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I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions and him entirely and all together.
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Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. But if you be afraid of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in.
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Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes.
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It is astonishing how sociable I feel myself compared with him.
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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.
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I understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs…. Perhaps I am an exception.
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I cannot express it: but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is, or should be, an existence of yours beyond you.
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If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn’t love as much in eighty years as I could in a day.
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You know, I’ve had a bitter, hard life since I last heard your voice and if I’ve survived it’s all because of you.
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My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary.
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We must be for ourselves in the long run; the mild and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering.
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