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 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 pain drinking memories I have to remind myself to breathe -- almost to remind my heart to beat! Emily Bronte breathe my-heart heart The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one. Emily Bronte clock hours half You have been compelled to cultivate your reflective faculties, for want of occasions for frittering your life away in silly trifles. Emily Bronte faculty want silly A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself. Emily Bronte society sensible men The intense horror of nightmare came over me: I tried to draw back my arm, but the hand clung to it, and a most melancholy voice sobbed, 'Let me in - let me in!' 'Who are you?' I asked, struggling, meanwhile, to disengage myself. 'Catherine Linton,' it replied, shiveringly (why did I think of LINTON? I had read EARNSHAW twenty times for Linton) - 'I'm come home: I'd lost my way on the moor!' As it spoke, I discerned, obscurely, a child's face looking through the window. Emily Bronte struggle home children Hush, my darling! Hush, hush, Catherine! I'll stay. If he shot me so, I'd expire with a blessing on my lips. Emily Bronte hush-hush lips blessing If I had caused the cloud, it was my duty to make an effort to dispel it. Emily Bronte effort clouds life He... was attached by ties stronger than reason could break -- chains, forged by habit, which it would be cruel to attempt to loosen. Emily Bronte stronger ties would-be Heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy. Emily Bronte angel home heart By this curious turn of disposition I have gained the reputation of deliberate heartlessness; how undeserved, I alone can appreciate. Emily Bronte curious reputation appreciate Though earth and man were gone, And suns and universes ceased to be, And Thou wert left alone, Every existence would exist in Thee. Emily Bronte earth gone men Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now? Emily Bronte dreamer lonely inspire Oh, Cathy! Oh, my life! how can I bear it?" was the first sentence he uttered, in a tone that did not seek to disguise his despair. And now he stared at her so earnestly that I thought the very intensity of his gaze would bring tears into his eyes; but they burned with anguish: they did not melt. Emily Bronte despair tears eye You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence! Emily Bronte forget-you existence forget What kind of living will it be when you - Oh, God! Would you like to live with your soul in the grave? Emily Bronte love-betrayal kind soul I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him. Emily Bronte rejection heart people Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy. Emily Bronte melancholy common joy But there's this one difference: one is gold put to the use of paving-stones, and the other is tin polished to ape a service of silver. Mine has nothing valuable about it; yet I shall have the merit of making it go as far as such poor stuff can go. His had first-rate qualities, and they are lost, rendered worst than unavailing. Emily Bronte quality differences gold Joseph is the wearisomest and self-righteous Pharisee who ever ransacked the Bible to rake the promises to himself and fling the curses on his neighbor. Emily Bronte pharisees self promise
