I understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs…. Perhaps I am an exception.
EMILY BRONTEI have fled my country and gone to the heather.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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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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The old church tower and garden wall Are black with autumn rain And dreary winds foreboding call The darkness down again.
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I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
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They forgot everything the minute they were together again.
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May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you – haunt me, then.
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I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.
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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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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 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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Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity.
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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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Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us.
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The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one.
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I pray every night that I may live after him; because I would rather be miserable than that he should be — that proves I love him better than myself.
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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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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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I see heaven’s glories shine and faith shines equal.
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I have to remind myself to breathe — almost to remind my heart to beat!
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Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
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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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Last night, I was on the threshold of hell. To-day, I am within sight of my heaven. I have my eyes on it: hardly three feet to sever me!
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Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
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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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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 astonishing how sociable I feel myself compared with him.
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