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I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!
Emily Bronte -
Look on the grave where thou must sleep Thy last, and strongest foe; It is endurance not to weep, If that repose seem woe.
Emily Bronte
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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?
Emily Bronte -
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.
Emily Bronte -
I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing.
Emily Bronte -
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.
Emily Bronte -
My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary.
Emily Bronte -
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.
Emily Bronte
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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.
Emily Bronte -
Earnsha was not to be civilized with a wish, and my young lady was no philosopher, and no paragon of patience; but both their minds tending to the same point - one loving and desiring to esteem, and the other loving and desiring to be esteemed - they contrived in the end to reach it.
Emily Bronte -
I take so little interest in my daily life, that I hardly remember to eat and drink.
Emily Bronte -
You're hard to please: so many friends and so few cares, and can't make yourself content.
Emily Bronte -
You have left me so long to struggle against death, alone, that I feel and see only death! I feel like death!
Emily Bronte -
What kind of living will it be when you - Oh, God! Would you like to live with your soul in the grave?
Emily Bronte
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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.
Emily Bronte -
Earth reserves no blessing For the unblessed of Heaven!
Emily Bronte -
It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world.
Emily Bronte -
He leant his two elbows on his knees, and his chin on his hands and remained rapt in dumb meditation. On my inquiring the subject of his thoughts, he answered gravely 'I'm trying to settle how I shall pay Hindley back. I don't care how long I wait, if I can only do it at last. I hope he will not die before I do!' 'For shame, Heathcliff!' said I. 'It is for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive.' 'No, God won’t have the satisfaction that I shall,' he returned. 'I only wish I knew the best way! Let me alone, and I'll plan it out: while I'm thinking of that I don't feel pain.
Emily Bronte -
They forgot everything the minute they were together again.
Emily Bronte -
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!
Emily Bronte
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You know, I've had a bitter, hard life since I last heard your voice and if I've survived it's all because of you.
Emily Bronte -
I will walk where my own nature would be leading.
Emily Bronte -
I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow.
Emily Bronte -
Wish and learn to smooth away the surly wrinkles, to raise your lids frankly, and change the fiends to confident, innocent angels, suspecting and doubting nothing, and always seeing friends where they are not sure of foes.
Emily Bronte