I never told my love vocally still.
EMILY BRONTEIf I could I would always work in silence and obscurity, and let my efforts be known by their results.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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A heaven so clear, an earth so calm, So sweet, so soft, so hushed an air; And, deepening still the dreamlike charm, Wild moor-sheep feeding everywhere.
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She burned too bright for this world.
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Terror made me cruel.
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They forgot everything the minute they were together again.
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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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Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
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And, even yet, I dare not let it languish, Dare not indulge in memory’s rapturous pain; Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish, How could I seek the empty world again?
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I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing.
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Heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy.
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Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity.
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Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes.
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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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I see heaven’s glories shine and faith shines equal.
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Cold in the earth and the deeps now piled above thee, Far, far, removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last byTime’s all-serving wave?
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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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Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.
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How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling.
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I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!
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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 can say with sincerity that I like cats. A cat is an animal which has more human feelings than almost any other.
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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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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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Nay, you’ll be ashamed of me everyday of your life,” he answered; “and the more ashamed, the more you know me; and I cannot bide it.
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In secret pleasure — secret tears, This changeful life has slipped away.
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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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Worthless as wither’d weeds.
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