A heaven so clear, an earth so calm, So sweet, so soft, so hushed an air; And, deepening still the dreamlike charm, Wild moor-sheep feeding everywhere.
EMILY BRONTEThe entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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I never told my love vocally still.
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I see heaven’s glories shine and faith shines equal.
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It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
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Good words,” I replied. “But deeds must prove it also; and after he is well, remember you don’t forget resolutions formed in the hour of fear.
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The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one.
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Honest people don’t hide their deeds.
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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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Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
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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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I pray every night that I may live after him; because I would rather be miserable than that he should be — that proves I love him better than myself.
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How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling.
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Last night, I was on the threshold of hell. To-day, I am within sight of my heaven. I have my eyes on it: hardly three feet to sever me!
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A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
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That is how I’m loved! Well, never mind. That is not my Heathcliff. I shall love mine yet; and take him with me: he’s in my soul.
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I have fled my country and gone to the heather.
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