That is how I’m loved! Well, never mind. That is not my Heathcliff. I shall love mine yet; and take him with me: he’s in my soul.
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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A messenger of Hope comes every night to me, And offers for short life, eternal liberty.
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She burned too bright for this world.
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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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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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Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
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Look on the grave where thou must sleep Thy last, and strongest foe; It is endurance not to weep, If that repose seem woe.
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I understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs…. Perhaps I am an exception.
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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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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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I have fled my country and gone to the heather.
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Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. But if you be afraid of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in.
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They forgot everything the minute they were together again.
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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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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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If I had caused the cloud, it was my duty to make an effort to dispel it.
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