I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!
EMILY BRONTEAnd, 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?
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee, While the world’s tide is bearing me along; Sterner desires and darker hopes beset me, Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong.
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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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Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
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I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow.
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It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world.
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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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No coward soul is mine.
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They forgot everything the minute they were together again.
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I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town.
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You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence!
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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 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 love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions and him entirely and all together.
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Hereafter she is only my sister in name; not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me.
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May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you – haunt me, then.
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