Terror made me cruel.
EMILY BRONTEI cannot love thee; thou ‘rt worse than thy brother. Go, say thy prayers, child, and ask God’s pardon. I doubt thy mother and I must rue that we ever reared thee!
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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Nonsense, do you imagine he has thought as much of you as you have of him?
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It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world.
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It is for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive.
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I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing.
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I see heaven’s glories shine and faith shines equal.
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Your presence is a moral poison that would contaminate the most virtuous.
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You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence!
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Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
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I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town.
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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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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.
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How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling.
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Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy.
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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 gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me.
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