Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies. Emily Bronte More Quotes by Emily Bronte More Quotes From Emily Bronte If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn't love as much in eighty years as I could in a day. Emily Bronte classic love years I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after. Emily Bronte ever-after dream inspirational If I could I would always work in silence and obscurity, and let my efforts be known by their results. Emily Bronte effort silence work 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. Emily Bronte work sleep running The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her. Emily Bronte heathcliff lost world Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. Emily Bronte anniversary love romantic I'll walk where my own nature would be leading: Emily Bronte blow wind country I have fled my country and gone to the heather. Emily Bronte heathers gone country She burned too bright for this world. Emily Bronte burned this-world world 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. Emily Bronte dream love life I will walk where my own nature would be leading. Emily Bronte my-own walks would-be Honest people don't hide their deeds. Emily Bronte honesty reality people 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. Emily Bronte wall tears heart Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree. Emily Bronte autumn tree fall 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! Emily Bronte soulmate mad love No coward soul is mine. Emily Bronte survival soul adventure I lingered round them, under that benign sky; watched the moths fluttering among the heath and hare-bells; listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass; and wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth. Emily Bronte breathing sky wind 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. Emily Bronte ugly faces heart Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us. Emily Bronte torment tyrants return Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, Emily Bronte flower summer sweet
