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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.

Emily Bronte

How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me.
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Avoid Hate Love Myself Strange Thinking
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 cannot express it: but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is, or should be, an existence of yours beyond you.
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Beyond Existence Expression Yourself
She burned too bright for this world.
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Bright Burn Herself Instagram Captions World
Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us.
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Return Thinking Torture
I will walk where my own nature would be leading.
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Leadership Myself Nature Walk
Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
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Autumn Bliss Leaves Talk Tree
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 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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Better Himself Live Love Misery Night Prayer
The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one.
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Clock Life Oneself Time
I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow.
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Bloom Flower Growth Myself Rose Smile Snow
Look on the grave where thou must sleep Thy last, and strongest foe; It is endurance not to weep, If that repose seem woe.
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Endurance Enemy Grave Last Sleep Strong
Last night, I was on the threshold of hell. To-day, I am within sight of my heaven. I have my eyes on it: hardly three feet to sever me!
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Eyes Heaven Hell Myself Night
My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary.
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Love Myself Necessary Representation Visible
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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Company Happiness Himself Man Myself Pleasure Quite Seek Sensible
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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Freedom Heart Man Move Waste Time Worth

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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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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