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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

I can say with sincerity that I like cats. A cat is an animal which has more human feelings than almost any other.
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Animal Feeling Human Myself Sincere
It is for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive.
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Cruelty Forgiveness God Learning People Punishment
I have fled my country and gone to the heather.
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Country Myself Run Travel
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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Better Himself Live Love Misery Night Prayer
If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.
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Myself Stranger Universe
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
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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Blood Break Creature Cruelty Run Terrorism
I’ll be as dirty as I please, and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty!
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Choice Dirty Myself
Your presence is a moral poison that would contaminate the most virtuous.
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Contaminate Moral Poison Presence Virtue Yourself
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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Action Evidence Fear Forget Goodness Myself Remember Resolution Word
Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us.
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Return Thinking Torture
I’ll walk where my own nature would be leading: It vexes me to choose another guide: Where the grey flocks in ferny glens are feeding; Where the wild wind blows on the mountain-side.
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Choice Feed Guide Leadership Mountain Nature Walk Wild
Vain are the thousand creeds That move men’s hearts, unutterably vain; Worthless as withered weeds, Or idlest froth amid the boundless main.
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Freedom Heart Man Move Waste Time Worth
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
The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go.
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Cold Darkness Myself Night Wild Wind
Heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy.
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Angel Angry Break Earth Heart Heaven Home Joy Myself Wake Up

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