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Yes, as my swift days near their goal, ’tis all that I implore: In life and death a chainless soul, with courage to endure.

Emily Bronte

I’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.
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Break Escape Glory Heart Myself Pain Tears Wall World
You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
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Forgiveness Struggle Yourself
A person who has not done one half his day’s work by ten o clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.
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Chance Leaving Person Run Work
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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Domination Generosity Ourselves Run Selfish
You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence!
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Existence Forget Myself Yourself
She burned too bright for this world.
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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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Blood Break Creature Cruelty Run Terrorism
Hereafter she is only my sister in name; not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me.
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Herself Leaving Myself Name Relationship Sister
I see heaven’s glories shine and faith shines equal.
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Equality Faith Glory Heaven See Shine
May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you – haunt me, then.
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Haunt Kill Live Myself
How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling.
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Burn Cruelty Ice Myself Water Yourself
They forgot everything the minute they were together again.
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Forget Love Relationship Togetherness
I have to remind myself to breathe — almost to remind my heart to beat!
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Breathe Heart Myself
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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I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.
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Death Destroy Destruction Feeling Heart Himself Myself People Power
I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!
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Hate Himself Memories Myself Remember

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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