Your presence is a moral poison that would contaminate the most virtuous.
EMILY BRONTEI have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing.
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 have to remind myself to breathe — almost to remind my heart to beat!
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A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.
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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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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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It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
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Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
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How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling.
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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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We must be for ourselves in the long run; the mild and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering.
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I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free… Why am I so changed? I’m sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.
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If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn’t love as much in eighty years as I could in a day.
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Worthless as wither’d weeds.
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Hereafter she is only my sister in name; not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me.
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Though earth and man were gone, And suns and universes ceased to be, And Thou wert left alone, Every existence would exist in Thee.
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