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.
EMILY BRONTEWorthless as wither’d weeds.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy.
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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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I never told my love vocally still.
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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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I have to remind myself to breathe — almost to remind my heart to beat!
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Honest people don’t hide their deeds.
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I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.
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They forgot everything the minute they were together again.
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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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No coward soul is mine.
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It is astonishing how sociable I feel myself compared with him.
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I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!
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I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow.
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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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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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