May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you – haunt me, then.
EMILY BRONTESweet 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.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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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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They forgot everything the minute they were together again.
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Though earth and man were gone, And suns and universes ceased to be, And Thou wert left alone, Every existence would exist in Thee.
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I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free… Why am I so changed? I’m sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.
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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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I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing.
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Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
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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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No coward soul is mine.
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It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
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The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mate less play; And, while the night is gathering grey, We’ll talk its pensive hours away.
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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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How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling.
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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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I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.
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