I’ll be as dirty as I please, and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty!
EMILY BRONTEI have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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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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You’re hard to please: so many friends and so few cares, and can’t make yourself content.
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It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
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Wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
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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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The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.
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The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don’t turn against him, they crush those beneath them.
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Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity.
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What kind of living will it be when you – Oh, God! Would you like to live with your soul in the grave?
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Vain are the thousand creeds That move men’s hearts, unutterably vain; Worthless as withered weeds, Or idlest froth amid the boundless main.
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Nay, you’ll be ashamed of me everyday of your life,” he answered; “and the more ashamed, the more you know me; and I cannot bide it.
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Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us.
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Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy.
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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.
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I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions and him entirely and all together.
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