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Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.

Emily Bronte

Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us.
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Return Thinking Torture
I see heaven’s glories shine and faith shines equal.
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Equality Faith Glory Heaven See Shine
I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.
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Children Freedom Girl Hard Myself Savage
I understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs…. Perhaps I am an exception.
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Choice Dog Exception Understand Woman
Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee, While the world’s tide is bearing me along; Sterner desires and darker hopes beset me, Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong.
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Desire Forget Hope Love Myself World Wrong Youth
Earth reserves no blessing For the unblessed of Heaven!
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Blessing Earth Heaven Reserve
I will walk where my own nature would be leading.
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Leadership Myself Nature Walk
No coward soul is mine.
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Coward Myself One Liner Soul
Yes, as my swift days near their goal, ’tis all that I implore: In life and death a chainless soul, with courage to endure.
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Courage Day Death Endurance Goal Life Soul
I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing.
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Destroy Destruction Enjoyment Lost Myself
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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Afraid Mindset People Proud Sad Sorrow Touch Yourself
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
Wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
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Breathe Imagination Quiet Sleep Wonder
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 cannot love thee; thou ‘rt worse than thy brother. Go, say thy prayers, child, and ask God’s pardon. I doubt thy mother and I must rue that we ever reared thee!
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Brother Doubt God Love Mom Myself Prayer Worst
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

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