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.
EMILY BRONTEA person who has not done one half his day’s work by ten o clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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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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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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In secret pleasure — secret tears, This changeful life has slipped away.
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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.
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How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me.
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He’ll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to loved or hated again.
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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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I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!
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If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.
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Yes, as my swift days near their goal, ’tis all that I implore: In life and death a chainless soul, with courage to endure.
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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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I cannot express it: but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is, or should be, an existence of yours beyond you.
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I see heaven’s glories shine and faith shines equal.
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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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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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