The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one. — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
“everybody have a notion that there is or should be an existence of yours beyond you.” — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
I take so little interest in my daily life, that I hardly remember to eat and drink. — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
Though earth and man were gone, And suns and universes ceased to be, And Thou wert left alone, Every existence would exist… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
Nay, you'll be ashamed of me everyday of your life," he answered; "and the more ashamed, the more you know me; and… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
You have been compelled to cultivate your reflective faculties, for want of occasions for frittering your life away in silly trifles. — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
“I’ve fought through a bitter life since I last heard your voice; and you must forgive me, for I struggled only for… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
“It is strange how custom can mould our tastes and ideas: many could not imagine the existence of happiness in a life… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
Still let my tyrants know, I am not doomed to wear Year after year in gloom, and desolate despair; A messenger of… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they've gone through and through… — Emily Bronte 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 Copy Share Image
“I have dreamt in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
“my great thought in living is himself. If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
“They DO live more in earnest, more in themselves, and less in surface, change, and frivolous external things. I could fancy a… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
“I have a single wish, and my whole being and faculties are yearning to attain it. They have yearned towards it so… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
“Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living. You said I killed you--haunt me then. The murdered do… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
And there you see the distinction between our feelings: had he been in my place, and I in his, though I hated… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
“My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff's miseries, and I watched and felt each from the beginning; my great thought… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
“I cannot express it; but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is or should be an existence of yours… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
You have been compelled to cultivate your reflective faculties for want of occasions for frittering away your life on silly trifles. — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
In secret pleasure — secret tears This changeful life has slipped away — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you - haunt me, then. — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
If I had caused the cloud, it was my duty to make an effort to dispel it. — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
What kind of living will it be when you - Oh, God! Would you like to live with your soul in the… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
“Two words would comprehend my future -- death and hell: existence, after losing her, would be hell.” — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
You know, I've had a bitter, hard life since I last heard your voice and if I've survived it's all because of… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
I cannot express it: but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is, or should be, an existence of yours… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
“I see a repose that neither earth nor hell can break, and I feel an assurance of the endless and shadowless hereafter—the… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
“The thing that irks me most is this shattered prison, after all. I’m tired of being enclosed here. I’m wearying to escape… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
“He would have recoiled still more had he been aware that her attachment rose unsolicited, and was bestowed where it awakened no… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
Oh, Cathy! Oh, my life! how can I bear it?" was the first sentence he uttered, in a tone that did not… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
“I am seldom otherwise than happy while watching in the chamber of death... . I see a repose that neither earth nor… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
“I cannot express it; but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is or should be an existence of yours… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
He is more myself than I am. Whatever our two souls are made of, his and mine are the same. — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow; I shall sing when night's decay Ushers in a drearier day. — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
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… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
“I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free; and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her. — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
“Papa talks enough of my defects, and shows enough scorn of me, to make it natural I should doubt myself. I doubt whether I… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
The intense horror of nightmare came over me: I tried to draw back my arm, but the hand clung to it, and a most… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
“It is not in him to be loved like me: how can she love in him what he has not?” — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing. — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
