You have left me so long to struggle against death, alone, that I feel and see only death! I feel like death!
EMILY BRONTEIt’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow.
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If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn’t love as much in eighty years as I could in a day.
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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.
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He was attached by ties stronger than reason could break — chains, forged by habit, which it would be cruel to attempt to loosen.
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Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
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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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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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It is astonishing how sociable I feel myself compared with him.
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It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
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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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A heaven so clear, an earth so calm, So sweet, so soft, so hushed an air; And, deepening still the dreamlike charm, Wild moor-sheep feeding everywhere.
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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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I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!
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Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us.
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Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
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