Worthless as wither’d weeds.
EMILY BRONTEWhat 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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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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We must be for ourselves in the long run; the mild and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering.
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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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He’ll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to loved or hated again.
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Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes.
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It 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?
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A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
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I 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.
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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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Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.
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I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town.
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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 cannot express it: but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is, or should be, an existence of yours beyond you.
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Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
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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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It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world.
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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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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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How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me.
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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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I will walk where my own nature would be leading.
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But you might as well bid a man struggling in the water, rest within arm’s length of the shore! I must reach it first, and then I’ll rest.
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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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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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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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