Emily Bronte Quotes
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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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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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You have left me so long to struggle against death, alone, that I feel and see only death! I feel like death!
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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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Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us.
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He... was attached by ties stronger than reason could break -- chains, forged by habit, which it would be cruel to attempt to loosen.
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She went of her own accord,' answered the master; 'she has a right to go if she please. Trouble me no more about her. Hereafter she is only me 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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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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I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.
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Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy.
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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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Are you acquainted with the mood of mind in which, if you were seated alone, and the cat licking its kitten on the rug before you, you would watch the operation so intently that puss's neglect of one ear would put you seriously out of temper?
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Lines I die but when the grave shall press The heart so long endeared to thee When earthy cares no more distress And earthy joys are nought to me. Weep not, but think that I have past Before thee o'er the sea of gloom. Have anchored safe and rest at last Where tears and mouring can not come. 'Tis I should weep to leave thee here On that dark ocean sailing drear With storms around and fears before And no kind light to point the shore. But long or short though life may be 'Tis nothing to eternity. We part below to meet on high Where blissful ages never die.
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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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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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You loved me-then what right had you to leave me? What right-answer me-for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart- you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine." ~Heathcliff
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Cathy, this lamb of yours threatens like a bull!' he said. 'It is in danger of splitting its skull against my knuckles. By God! Mr. Linton, I'm mortally sorry that you are not worth knocking down!
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Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He's always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.
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Wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
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A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
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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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He’s more myself than I am.