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A messenger of Hope comes every night to me, And offers for short life, eternal liberty.

Emily Bronte

Good words,” I replied. “But deeds must prove it also; and after he is well, remember you don’t forget resolutions formed in the hour of fear.
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Action Evidence Fear Forget Goodness Myself Remember Resolution Word
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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Chance Leaving Person Run Work
Wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
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Breathe Imagination Quiet Sleep Wonder
A messenger of Hope comes every night to me, And offers for short life, eternal liberty.
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Forever Freedom Hope Life Night Offering
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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Choice Feed Guide Leadership Mountain Nature Walk Wild
That is how I’m loved! Well, never mind. That is not my Heathcliff. I shall love mine yet; and take him with me: he’s in my soul.
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Himself Ignorance Love Mindset Myself Soul
The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.
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Collection Existence Herself Lose Myself World
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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Eyes Feeling Forgiveness Hands Hard Love Murder Myself See Wasted
Your presence is a moral poison that would contaminate the most virtuous.
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Contaminate Moral Poison Presence Virtue Yourself
I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!
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Hate Himself Memories Myself Remember
He might as well plant an oak in a flowerpot, and expect it to thrive, as imagine he can restore her to vigour in the soil of his shallow cares!
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Care Expectation Flower Himself Plant
You’re hard to please: so many friends and so few cares, and can’t make yourself content.
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Care Friendship Hard Satisfaction Yourself
We must be for ourselves in the long run; the mild and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering.
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Domination Generosity Ourselves Run Selfish
By this curious turn of disposition I have gained the reputation of deliberate heartlessness; how undeserved, I alone can appreciate.
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Alone Deserve Heart Myself Praise Reputation
She burned too bright for this world.
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Bright Burn Herself Instagram Captions World
I have to remind myself to breathe — almost to remind my heart to beat!
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Breathe Heart Myself

A messenger of Hope comes every night to me, And offers for short life, eternal liberty.

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