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?
EMILY BRONTEYou have been compelled to cultivate your reflective faculties, for want of occasions for frittering your life away in silly trifles.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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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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Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now?
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You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
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Proud 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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The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one.
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You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence!
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Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
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What kind of living will it be when you – Oh, God! Would you like to live with your soul in the grave?
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Nonsense, do you imagine he has thought as much of you as you have of him?
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If I had caused the cloud, it was my duty to make an effort to dispel it.
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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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Wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
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I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow.
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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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I 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.
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