A messenger of Hope comes every night to me, And offers for short life, eternal liberty.
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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The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don’t turn against him, they crush those beneath them.
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Worthless as wither’d weeds.
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She burned too bright for this world.
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I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.
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Honest people don’t hide their deeds.
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It is for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive.
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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.
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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 am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
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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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May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you – haunt me, then.
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Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity.
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It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world.
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Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
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Though earth and man were gone, And suns and universes ceased to be, And Thou wert left alone, Every existence would exist in Thee.
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