Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
EMILY BRONTEThe night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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I see heaven’s glories shine and faith shines equal.
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The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mate less play; And, while the night is gathering grey, We’ll talk its pensive hours away.
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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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I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.
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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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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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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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Honest people don’t hide their deeds.
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I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free… Why am I so changed? I’m sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.
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I have fled my country and gone to the heather.
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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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Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now?
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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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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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Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity.
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