I hate him for himself, but despise him for the memories he revives. — Emily Bronte Despise Copy Share Image
It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world. — Emily Bronte Avarice Copy Share Image
I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after. — Emily Bronte Dream Copy Share Image
“Trebao sam se tada znijiti krvlju, toliko je bio očajan bol moje žudnje... tolika strastvenost mojih molbi da je vidim barem na… — Emily Brontë Toga Copy Share Image
Yes, as my swift days near their goal, 'tis all that I implore: In life and death a chainless soul, with courage… — Emily Bronte Courage Copy Share Image
Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He's always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure… — Emily Bronte Heathcliff Copy Share Image
Hereafter she is only my sister in name; not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me. — Emily Bronte Disown Copy Share Image
“People feel with their hearts, Ellen: and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.” — Emily Brontë Destroyed Copy Share Image
I take so little interest in my daily life, that I hardly remember to eat and drink. — Emily Bronte Daily life Copy Share Image
“A perfect misanthropist's heaven: and Mr. Heathcliff and I are such a suitable pair to divide the desolation between us.” — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
Last night, I was on the threshold of hell. To-day, I am within sight of my heaven. I have my eyes on… — Emily Bronte Eye Copy Share Image
“Earnshaw was not to be civilized with a wish, and my young lady was no philosopher, and no paragon of patience; but… — Emily Bronte Civilized Copy Share Image
“I remember the master, before he fell into a doze, stroking her bonny hair - it pleased him rarely to see her… — Emily Brontë Good man Copy Share Image
Oh, I'm burning! I wish I were out of doors! I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and… — Emily Bronte Burning Copy Share Image
“And I am weary of the anguish Increasing winters bear; Weary to watch the spirit languish Through years of dead despair. So,… — Emily Brontë Death Copy Share Image
“Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the autumn tree.… — Emily Brontë Autumn Copy Share Image
Wish and learn to smooth away the surly wrinkles, to raise your lids frankly, and change the fiends to confident, innocent angels,… — Emily Bronte Angel Copy Share Image
“The red firelight glowed on their two bonny heads and revealed their faces, animated with the eager interest of children; for, though… — Emily Brontë Adulthood Copy Share Image
“Hindley, with apparently the stronger head, has shown himself sadly the worse and weaker man ... One hoped, the other despaired: they… — Emily Brontë Weaker Man Copy Share Image
“It expressed, plainer than words could do, the intense anguish at having made himself the instrument of thwarting his own revenge. Had… — Emily Brontë Revenge Copy Share Image
“Wish and learn to smooth away the surly wrinkles, to raise your lids frankly, and change the fiends to confident, innocent angels,… — Emily Brontë Wish Learn Copy Share Image
“In that manner Hareton, who should now be the first gentleman in the neighbourhood, was reduced to a state of complete dependence… — Emily Brontë Deprived Copy Share Image
“How clear she shines ! How quietly I lie beneath her guardian light; While heaven and earth are whispering me, " To… — Emily Brontë Dark world Copy Share Image
“YESTERDAY afternoon set in misty and cold. I had half a mind to spend it by my study fire, instead of wading… — Emily Brontë Education Copy Share Image
“If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated,… — Emily Brontë Continue Copy Share Image
“I don't know if it be a peculiarity in me, but I am seldom otherwise than happy while watching in the chamber… — Emily Brontë Confidence Copy Share Image
“I surveyed the weapon inquisitively. A hideous notion struck me: how powerful I should be possessing such an instrument! I took it… — Emily Brontë Blade Looked Copy Share Image
