I can say with sincerity that I like cats. A cat is an animal which has more human feelings than almost any other.
EMILY BRONTENay, you’ll be ashamed of me everyday of your life,” he answered; “and the more ashamed, the more you know me; and I cannot bide it.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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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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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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No coward soul is mine.
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You’re hard to please: so many friends and so few cares, and can’t make yourself content.
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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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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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A person who has not done one half his day’s work by ten o clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.
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I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town.
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Nonsense, do you imagine he has thought as much of you as you have of him?
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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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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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My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary.
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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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You have been compelled to cultivate your reflective faculties, for want of occasions for frittering your life away in silly trifles.
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I pray every night that I may live after him; because I would rather be miserable than that he should be — that proves I love him better than myself.
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