Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us.
EMILY BRONTEIt is hard to forgive, and to look at those eyes, and feel those wasted hands,’ he answered. ‘Kiss me again; and don’t let me see your eyes! I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer—but yours! How can I?
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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I see heaven’s glories shine and faith shines equal.
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Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
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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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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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Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
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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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In secret pleasure — secret tears, This changeful life has slipped away.
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They forgot everything the minute they were together again.
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Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now?
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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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How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling.
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I will walk where my own nature would be leading.
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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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Good words,” I replied. “But deeds must prove it also; and after he is well, remember you don’t forget resolutions formed in the hour of fear.
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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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