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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.

Emily Bronte

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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She burned too bright for this world.
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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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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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I understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs…. Perhaps I am an exception.
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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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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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I have to remind myself to breathe — almost to remind my heart to beat!
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It is for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive.
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Earth reserves no blessing For the unblessed of Heaven!
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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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If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.
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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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A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.
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In secret pleasure — secret tears, This changeful life has slipped away.
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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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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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