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.
EMILY BRONTEThe entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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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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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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Nonsense, do you imagine he has thought as much of you as you have of him?
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A heaven so clear, an earth so calm, So sweet, so soft, so hushed an air; And, deepening still the dreamlike charm, Wild moor-sheep feeding everywhere.
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I never told my love vocally still.
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Worthless as wither’d weeds.
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Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
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I pray every night that I may live after him; because I would rather be miserable than that he should be — that proves I love him better than myself.
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I have fled my country and gone to the heather.
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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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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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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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It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
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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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You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
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