No coward soul is mine.
EMILY BRONTEHeaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy.
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 for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive.
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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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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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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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He’ll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to loved or hated again.
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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.
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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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Though earth and man were gone, And suns and universes ceased to be, And Thou wert left alone, Every existence would exist in Thee.
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The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one.
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It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
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If I could I would always work in silence and obscurity, and let my efforts be known by their results.
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I have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.
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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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I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.
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