My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary.
EMILY BRONTEIt’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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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 love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions and him entirely and all together.
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Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy.
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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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I’ll be as dirty as I please, and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty!
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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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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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I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow.
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I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!
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Last night, I was on the threshold of hell. To-day, I am within sight of my heaven. I have my eyes on it: hardly three feet to sever me!
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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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The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.
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He might as well plant an oak in a flowerpot, and expect it to thrive, as imagine he can restore her to vigour in the soil of his shallow cares!
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Earth reserves no blessing For the unblessed of Heaven!
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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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