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.
EMILY BRONTEI’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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And, even yet, I dare not let it languish, Dare not indulge in memory’s rapturous pain; Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish, How could I seek the empty world again?
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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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The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.
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Earth reserves no blessing For the unblessed of Heaven!
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I will walk where my own nature would be leading.
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But you might as well bid a man struggling in the water, rest within arm’s length of the shore! I must reach it first, and then I’ll rest.
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I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!
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I can say with sincerity that I like cats. A cat is an animal which has more human feelings than almost any other.
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Nay, 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.
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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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I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town.
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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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Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
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That is how I’m loved! Well, never mind. That is not my Heathcliff. I shall love mine yet; and take him with me: he’s in my soul.
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I never told my love vocally still.
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