Though earth and man were gone, And suns and universes ceased to be, And Thou wert left alone, Every existence would exist in Thee.
EMILY BRONTEI 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.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don’t turn against him, they crush those beneath them.
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I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there; not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart; but really with it, and in it.
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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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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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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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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?
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Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now?
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Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
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It is astonishing how sociable I feel myself compared with him.
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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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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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If I had caused the cloud, it was my duty to make an effort to dispel it.
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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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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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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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