I can say with sincerity that I like cats. A cat is an animal which has more human feelings than almost any other.
EMILY BRONTEHereafter she is only my sister in name; not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee, While the world’s tide is bearing me along; Sterner desires and darker hopes beset me, Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong.
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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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Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
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You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
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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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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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No coward soul is mine.
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The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mate less play; And, while the night is gathering grey, We’ll talk its pensive hours away.
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Wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
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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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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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Hereafter she is only my sister in name; not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me.
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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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Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
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