It is astonishing how sociable I feel myself compared with him.
EMILY BRONTEThere 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.
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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Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity.
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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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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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A person who has not done one half his day’s work by ten o clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.
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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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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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How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling.
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Nonsense, do you imagine he has thought as much of you as you have of him?
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Your presence is a moral poison that would contaminate the most virtuous.
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Worthless as wither’d weeds.
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If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.
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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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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 been compelled to cultivate your reflective faculties, for want of occasions for frittering your life away in silly trifles.
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