I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow.
EMILY BRONTETreachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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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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She burned too bright for this world.
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I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.
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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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Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
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It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world.
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Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?
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Nonsense, do you imagine he has thought as much of you as you have of him?
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My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary.
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I see heaven’s glories shine and faith shines equal.
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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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Honest people don’t hide their deeds.
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Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
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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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May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you – haunt me, then.
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