A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.
EMILY BRONTEShall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now?
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary.
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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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If I had caused the cloud, it was my duty to make an effort to dispel it.
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It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
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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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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’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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I cannot express it: but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is, or should be, an existence of yours beyond you.
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Earth reserves no blessing For the unblessed of Heaven!
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You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
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You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence!
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Nonsense, do you imagine he has thought as much of you as you have of him?
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I have fled my country and gone to the heather.
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Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy.
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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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You know, I’ve had a bitter, hard life since I last heard your voice and if I’ve survived it’s all because of you.
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He might as well plant an oak in a flowerpot, and expect it to thrive, as imagine he can restore her to vigour in the soil of his shallow cares!
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Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
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I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.
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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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Worthless as wither’d weeds.
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A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
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It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world.
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They forgot everything the minute they were together again.
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Honest people don’t hide their deeds.
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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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