I’ll be as dirty as I please, and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty!
EMILY BRONTEProud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. But if you be afraid of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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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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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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Good words,” I replied. “But deeds must prove it also; and after he is well, remember you don’t forget resolutions formed in the hour of fear.
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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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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’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.
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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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Vain are the thousand creeds That move men’s hearts, unutterably vain; Worthless as withered weeds, Or idlest froth amid the boundless main.
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If I had caused the cloud, it was my duty to make an effort to dispel it.
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I never told my love vocally still.
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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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Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.
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It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world.
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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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Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee, While the world’s tide is bearing me along; Sterner desires and darker hopes beset me, Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong.
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