Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. But if you be afraid of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in.
EMILY BRONTEI see heaven’s glories shine and faith shines equal.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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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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How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me.
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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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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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Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
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Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
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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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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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Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity.
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The old church tower and garden wall Are black with autumn rain And dreary winds foreboding call The darkness down again.
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In secret pleasure — secret tears, This changeful life has slipped away.
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If I could I would always work in silence and obscurity, and let my efforts be known by their results.
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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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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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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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