He’ll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to loved or hated again.
EMILY BRONTEBut 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.
More Emily Bronte Quotes
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Look on the grave where thou must sleep Thy last, and strongest foe; It is endurance not to weep, If that repose seem woe.
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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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You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence!
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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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Honest people don’t hide their deeds.
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Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?
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Hereafter she is only my sister in name; not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me.
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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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I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town.
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Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
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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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A messenger of Hope comes every night to me, And offers for short life, eternal liberty.
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You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
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I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.
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And, even yet, I dare not let it languish, Dare not indulge in memory’s rapturous pain; Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish, How could I seek the empty world again?
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