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!
EMILY BRONTEThe old church tower and garden wall Are black with autumn rain And dreary winds foreboding call The darkness down again.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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Nonsense, do you imagine he has thought as much of you as you have of him?
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Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
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You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
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A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
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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 understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs…. Perhaps I am an exception.
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By this curious turn of disposition I have gained the reputation of deliberate heartlessness; how undeserved, I alone can appreciate.
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I’ll be as dirty as I please, and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty!
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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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Be with me always – take any form – drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I can not live without my life! I can not live without my soul!
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In secret pleasure — secret tears, This changeful life has slipped away.
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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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Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now?
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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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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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