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.
EMILY BRONTEProud 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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I understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs…. Perhaps I am an exception.
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Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
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It is for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive.
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Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
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He’ll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to loved or hated again.
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Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy.
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A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.
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I will walk where my own nature would be leading.
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A messenger of Hope comes every night to me, And offers for short life, eternal liberty.
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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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She burned too bright for this world.
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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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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?
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I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.
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Hereafter she is only my sister in name; not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me.
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