There is not room for Death, Nor atom that his might could render void: Thou – Thou art Being and Breath, And what Thou art may never be destroyed.
EMILY BRONTE
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.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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There is not room for Death, Nor atom that his might could render void: Thou – Thou art Being and Breath, And what Thou art may never be destroyed.
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I have to remind myself to breathe — almost to remind my heart to beat!
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It is hard to forgive, and to look at those eyes, and feel those wasted hands,’ he answered. ‘Kiss me again; and don’t let me see your eyes! I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer—but yours! How can I?
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Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?
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You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
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Look on the grave where thou must sleep Thy last, and strongest foe; It is endurance not to weep, If that repose seem woe.
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I will walk where my own nature would be leading.
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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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The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one.
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A messenger of Hope comes every night to me, And offers for short life, eternal liberty.
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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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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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The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.
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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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