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.
EMILY BRONTELook on the grave where thou must sleep Thy last, and strongest foe; It is endurance not to weep, If that repose seem woe.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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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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In secret pleasure — secret tears, This changeful life has slipped away.
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I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow.
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I understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs…. Perhaps I am an exception.
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Be with me always – take any form – drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I can not live without my life! I can not live without my soul!
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I cannot love thee; thou ‘rt worse than thy brother. Go, say thy prayers, child, and ask God’s pardon. I doubt thy mother and I must rue that we ever reared thee!
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Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
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Cold in the earth and the deeps now piled above thee, Far, far, removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last byTime’s all-serving wave?
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You know, I’ve had a bitter, hard life since I last heard your voice and if I’ve survived it’s all because of you.
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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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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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He’ll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to loved or hated again.
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Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes.
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I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town.
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It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
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