How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling.
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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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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Heaven 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.
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I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.
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Terror made me cruel.
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Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
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Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity.
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Vain are the thousand creeds That move men’s hearts, unutterably vain; Worthless as withered weeds, Or idlest froth amid the boundless main.
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Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.
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Look on the grave where thou must sleep Thy last, and strongest foe; It is endurance not to weep, If that repose seem woe.
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Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
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He was attached by ties stronger than reason could break — chains, forged by habit, which it would be cruel to attempt to loosen.
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I’ll be as dirty as I please, and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty!
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How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me.
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They forgot everything the minute they were together again.
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And, even yet, I dare not let it languish, Dare not indulge in memory’s rapturous pain; Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish, How could I seek the empty world again?
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You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
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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 have fled my country and gone to the heather.
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I can say with sincerity that I like cats. A cat is an animal which has more human feelings than almost any other.
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The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don’t turn against him, they crush those beneath them.
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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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Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now?
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I understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs…. Perhaps I am an exception.
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Honest people don’t hide their deeds.
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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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I never told my love vocally still.
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