The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her. Emily Bronte More Quotes by Emily Bronte More Quotes From Emily Bronte Riches I hold in light esteem, And love I laugh to scorn, And lust of fame was but a dream That vanished with the morn. And if I pray, the only prayer That moves my lips for me Is, 'Leave the heart that now I bear, And give me liberty!' Yes, as my swift days near their goal, 'Tis all that I implore - In life and death, a chainless soul, With courage to endure. Emily Bronte prayerdreammoving However , it’s over, and I’ll take no revenge on his folly – I can afford to suffer anything, hereafter! Should the meanest thing alive slap me on the cheek, I’d not only turn the other, but I’d ask pardon for provoking it – and, as proof, I’ll go make my peace with Edgar instantly – Good night – I’m an angel! Emily Bronte good-nightangelrevenge No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere. Emily Bronte stormcowardsoul Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living. Emily Bronte dyinglifedeath I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. Emily Bronte my-heartheart If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I'd be your slave. Emily Bronte heathcliffslavewould-be I'll be as dirty as I please, and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty! Emily Bronte pleasedirty I'm happiest when most away I can bear my soul from its home of clay On a windy night when the moon is bright And the eye can wander through worlds of light— When I am not and none beside— Nor earth nor sea nor cloudless sky— But only spirit wandering wide Through infinite immensity. Emily Bronte eyemoonhome I see heaven's glories shine and faith shines equal. Emily Bronte gloryshiningheaven I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free. Emily Bronte womengirlinspirational I cannot express it: but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is, or should be, an existence of yours beyond you. Emily Bronte notionexistenceshould He had the hypocrisy to represent a mourner: and previous to following with Hareton, he lifted the unfortunate child on to the table and muttered, with peculiar gusto, 'Now, my bonny lad, you are mine! And we'll see if one tree won't grow as crooked as another, with the same wind to twist it! Emily Bronte hypocrisywindchildren Terror made me cruel. Emily Bronte terrormade Yet I was a fool to fancy for a moment that she valued Edgar Linton's attachment more than mine -- If he love with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn't love as much in eighty years, as I could in a day. And Catherine has a heart as deep as I have; the sea could be as readily contained in that horse-trough, as her whole affection be monopolized by him -- Tush! He is scarcely a degree dearer to her than her dog, or her horse -- It is not in him to be loved like me, how can she love in him what he has not? Emily Bronte horsedogheart The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mate less play; And, while the night is gathering grey, We'll talk its pensive hours away. Emily Bronte winterbookchildren Vain are the thousand creeds That move men's hearts, unutterably vain; Worthless as withered weeds, Or idlest froth amid the boundless main. Emily Bronte weedheartmoving Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. Emily Bronte sorrowpridepeople 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 wrinklesangeldoubt We must be for ourselves in the long run; the mild and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering. Emily Bronte selfishrunninglong 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 passionloveromantic
