My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Emily Bronte More Quotes by Emily Bronte More Quotes From 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 endurance sleep death wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth. Emily Bronte slumber earth quiet Earth reserves no blessing For the unblessed of Heaven! Emily Bronte earth blessing heaven Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity. Emily Bronte identity sleep death I understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs.... Perhaps I am an exception. Emily Bronte lap-dogs lap dog That is how I'm loved! Well, never mind. That is not my Heathcliff. I shall love mine yet; and take him with me: he's in my soul. Emily Bronte heathcliff soul mind 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! Emily Bronte eye sight night He’s more myself than I am Emily Bronte Nonsense, do you imagine he has thought as much of you as you have of him? Emily Bronte nonsense imagine He shall never know how I love him: and that, not because he's handsome, Nelly, but because he is more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. Emily Bronte handsome soulmate i-love-him I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. Emily Bronte pleasure towns country 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. Emily Bronte atoms easter art My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods. Time will changeit,I'mwellaware, aswinterchangesthetrees. My Love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneatha source of little visible delight but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff. Emily Bronte rocks winter time Cold inthe earthand the deepsnow piled abovethee, Far, far, removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last byTime's all-serving wave? Emily Bronte cold lasts time In secret pleasure — secret tears This changeful life has slipped away Emily Bronte pleasure tears secret They forgot everything the minute they were together again. Emily Bronte together-again minutes together 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 brother prayer mother Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. But if you be afraid of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in. Emily Bronte sorrow mind people I shouldn't care what you suffered. I care nothing for your sufferings. Why shouldn't you suffer? I do! Will you forget me? Will you be happy when I am in the earth? Will you say twenty years hence, "That's the grave of Catherine Earnshaw? I loved her long ago, and was wretched to lose her; but it is past. I've loved many others since: my children are dearer to me than she was; and, at death, I shall not rejoice that I am going to her: I shall be sorry that I must leave them!" Will you say so, Heathcliff? Emily Bronte sorry children past The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don't turn against him, they crush those beneath them. Emily Bronte tyrants grind crush
