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.
EMILY BRONTEI despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling.
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I understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs…. Perhaps I am an exception.
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She burned too bright for this world.
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The old church tower and garden wall Are black with autumn rain And dreary winds foreboding call The darkness down again.
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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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If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn’t love as much in eighty years as I could in a day.
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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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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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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 am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town.
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Earth reserves no blessing For the unblessed of Heaven!
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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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But you might as well bid a man struggling in the water, rest within arm’s length of the shore! I must reach it first, and then I’ll rest.
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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.
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