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!
EMILY BRONTEAny relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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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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I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there; not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart; but really with it, and in it.
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The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.
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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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The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go.
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Cold in the earth and the deeps now piled above thee, Far, far, removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last byTime’s all-serving wave?
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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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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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She burned too bright for this world.
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It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
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I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.
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A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
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I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town.
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Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. But if you be afraid of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in.
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You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence!
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