Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now?
EMILY BRONTEBut 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.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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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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You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence!
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A messenger of Hope comes every night to me, And offers for short life, eternal liberty.
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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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I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
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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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That is how I’m loved! Well, never mind. That is not my Heathcliff. I shall love mine yet; and take him with me: he’s in my soul.
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You have been compelled to cultivate your reflective faculties, for want of occasions for frittering your life away in silly trifles.
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I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!
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In secret pleasure — secret tears, This changeful life has slipped away.
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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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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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It is hard to forgive, and to look at those eyes, and feel those wasted hands,’ he answered. ‘Kiss me again; and don’t let me see your eyes! I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer—but yours! How can I?
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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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