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!
EMILY BRONTEThat 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.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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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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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.
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I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there; not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart; but really with it, and in it.
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By this curious turn of disposition I have gained the reputation of deliberate heartlessness; how undeserved, I alone can appreciate.
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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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Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee, While the world’s tide is bearing me along; Sterner desires and darker hopes beset me, Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong.
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It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world.
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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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Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
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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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How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling.
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Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity.
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Earth reserves no blessing For the unblessed of Heaven!
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Yes, as my swift days near their goal, ’tis all that I implore: In life and death a chainless soul, with courage to endure.
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