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.
EMILY BRONTEI understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs…. Perhaps I am an exception.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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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’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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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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The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.
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By this curious turn of disposition I have gained the reputation of deliberate heartlessness; how undeserved, I alone can appreciate.
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I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow.
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No coward soul is mine.
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You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
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She burned too bright for this world.
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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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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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The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one.
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That is how I’m loved! Well, never mind. That is not my Heathcliff. I shall love mine yet; and take him with me: he’s in my soul.
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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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