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.
EMILY BRONTEIt is astonishing how sociable I feel myself compared with him.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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There is not room for Death, Nor atom that his might could render void: Thou – Thou art Being and Breath, And what Thou art may never be destroyed.
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I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow.
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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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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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It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world.
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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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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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Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
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Wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
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Earth reserves no blessing For the unblessed of Heaven!
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What kind of living will it be when you – Oh, God! Would you like to live with your soul in the grave?
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You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
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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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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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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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