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Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us.

Emily Bronte

Yes, as my swift days near their goal, ’tis all that I implore: In life and death a chainless soul, with courage to endure.
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She burned too bright for this world.
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You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
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Forgiveness Struggle Yourself
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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Bitter Hard Life Survive Voice Yourself
Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now?
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Dreams Earth Inspirational Lonely Yourself
I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town.
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Country Happiness Quite Seek Society Town
A heaven so clear, an earth so calm, So sweet, so soft, so hushed an air; And, deepening still the dreamlike charm, Wild moor-sheep feeding everywhere.
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Beautiful Calm Earth Feed Heaven Nature Soft
I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions and him entirely and all together.
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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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Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes.
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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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Haunt Kill Live Myself
He’ll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to loved or hated again.
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Equality Hate Himself Love
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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Honest people don’t hide their deeds.
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The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.
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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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