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

Emily Bronte

Nay, you’ll be ashamed of me everyday of your life,” he answered; “and the more ashamed, the more you know me; and I cannot bide it.
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Life Love Myself Reality Relationship Shame Yourself
Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
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People Proud Sad Sorrow
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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Action Head Himself Love Togetherness Touch Word
And, even yet, I dare not let it languish, Dare not indulge in memory’s rapturous pain; Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish, How could I seek the empty world again?
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Anger Dare Divine Drinking Empty Engagement Memories Myself Pain Seek World
The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mate less play; And, while the night is gathering grey, We’ll talk its pensive hours away.
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Loud Night Play Wild Wind Winter
She burned too bright for this world.
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Bright Burn Herself Instagram Captions World
I have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.
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Change Color Dreams Ideas Life Mindset Stay Water Wine
I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town.
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Country Happiness Quite Seek Society Town
You have been compelled to cultivate your reflective faculties, for want of occasions for frittering your life away in silly trifles.
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Cultivate Life Occasion Reflection Silly Yourself
He’ll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to loved or hated again.
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Equality Hate Himself Love
Cold in the earth and the deeps now piled above thee, Far, far, removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last byTime’s all-serving wave?
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Cold Deep Earth Forgot Grave Love Service Wave
He might as well plant an oak in a flowerpot, and expect it to thrive, as imagine he can restore her to vigour in the soil of his shallow cares!
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Care Expectation Flower Himself Plant
I will walk where my own nature would be leading.
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Leadership Myself Nature Walk
I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free… Why am I so changed? I’m sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.
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Freedom Girl Hard Myself Savage
I see heaven’s glories shine and faith shines equal.
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Equality Faith Glory Heaven See Shine
The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.
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Collection Existence Herself Lose Myself World

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