Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy.
EMILY BRONTEShall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now?
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. But if you be afraid of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in.
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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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The old church tower and garden wall Are black with autumn rain And dreary winds foreboding call The darkness down again.
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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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Good words,” I replied. “But deeds must prove it also; and after he is well, remember you don’t forget resolutions formed in the hour of fear.
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I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow.
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A messenger of Hope comes every night to me, And offers for short life, eternal liberty.
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You have left me so long to struggle against death, alone, that I feel and see only death! I feel like death!
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I never told my love vocally still.
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I will walk where my own nature would be leading.
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I’ll walk where my own nature would be leading: It vexes me to choose another guide: Where the grey flocks in ferny glens are feeding; Where the wild wind blows on the mountain-side.
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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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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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I cannot love thee; thou ‘rt worse than thy brother. Go, say thy prayers, child, and ask God’s pardon. I doubt thy mother and I must rue that we ever reared thee!
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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!
EMILY BRONTE