We must be for ourselves in the long run; the mild and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering.
EMILY BRONTEI have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town.
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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’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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It is astonishing how sociable I feel myself compared with him.
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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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In secret pleasure — secret tears, This changeful life has slipped away.
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Worthless as wither’d weeds.
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You’re hard to please: so many friends and so few cares, and can’t make yourself content.
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Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.
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But you might as well bid a man struggling in the water, rest within arm’s length of the shore! I must reach it first, and then I’ll rest.
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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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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 strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me.
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No coward soul is mine.
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They forgot everything the minute they were together again.
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