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Emily Bronte Quote - I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions and him entirely and all together.

I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions and him entirely and all together.

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You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence!
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Existence Forget Myself Yourself
The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one.
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You have left me so long to struggle against death, alone, that I feel and see only death! I feel like death!
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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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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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Deep Grave Kind Live Soul Yourself
She burned too bright for this world.
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I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.
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I have to remind myself to breathe — almost to remind my heart to beat!
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Breathe Heart Myself
I never told my love vocally still.
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How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling.
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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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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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Cold Deep Earth Forgot Grave Love Service Wave
Worthless as wither’d weeds.
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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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A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
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Honest people don’t hide their deeds.
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