Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy. — Emily Bronte Common Copy Share Image
And from the midst of cheerless gloom I passed to bright unclouded day. — Emily Bronte Cheer Copy Share Image
“Riches I hold in light esteem, And love I laugh to scorn; And lust of fame was but a dream that vanished… — Emily Bronte Dream Copy Share Image
“I know, by instinct, his reserve springs from an aversion to showy displays of feeling—to manifestations of mutual kindliness.” — Emily Brontë Instinct Copy Share Image
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning,… — Emily Bronte Different Copy Share Image
“It was a marvelous effort of perspicacity to discover that I did not love her” — Emily Brontë Cathy Copy Share Image
“You are my son, then, I'll tell you' and your mother was a wicked slut to leave you in ignorance of the… — Emily Bronte Mother Copy Share Image
By this curious turn of disposition I have gained the reputation of deliberate heartlessness; how undeserved, I alone can appreciate. — Emily Bronte Appreciate Copy Share Image
Hope, whose whisper would have given Balm to all my frenzied pain, Stretched her wings, and soared to heaven, Went, and ne'er… — EMILY BRONTE Heaven Copy Share Image
If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I would be your slave. — Emily Bronte Know Copy Share Image
“The flash of her eyes had been succeeded by a dreamy and melancholy softness; they no longer gave the impression of looking… — Emily Brontë Dreams Copy Share Image
“I was only going to say that heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping… — Emily Brontë Broke my heart Copy Share Image
If I were in heaven, Nelly, I should be extremely miserable." "Because you are not fit to go there," I answered. "All… — Emily Bronte Fit 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 Dream Copy Share Image
“Don't get the expression of a vicious cur that appears to know the kicks it gets are its desert, and yet hates… — Emily Brontë Hates Copy Share Image
“I wish I were out of doors - I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free... and… — Emily Brontë Half Savage Copy Share Image
I lingered round them, under that benign sky; watched the moths fluttering among the heath and hare-bells; listened to the soft wind… — Emily Bronte Bells Copy Share Image
There is not room for Death, Nor atom that his might could render void: Thou - Thou art Being and Breath, And… — Emily Bronte Art Copy Share Image
He had the hypocrisy to represent a mourner: and previous to following with Hareton, he lifted the unfortunate child on to the… — Emily Bronte Children Copy Share Image
“My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the… — Emily Brontë Eternal love Copy Share Image
“I obeyed, so far as to quit the chamber; when, ignorant where the narrow lobbies led, I stood still, and was witness,… — Emily Brontë Spectre Copy Share Image
Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, All soft and still and fair; The solemn hour of midnight Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere, But most where… — Emily Bronte Breathe Copy Share Image
“May she wake in torment!’ [...] ‘Why, she’s a liar to the end! Where is she? Not there - not in heaven… — Emily Brontë Oh god Copy Share Image
“She started writing notes and keeping them under her pillow, and then she started writing them on her pillowcase, hoping they would… — Emily Brontë Dreams Copy Share Image
I shouldn't care what you suffered. I care nothing for your sufferings. Why shouldn't you suffer? I do! Will you forget me?… — Emily Bronte Care Copy Share Image
“He is more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. If all else… — Emily Brontë Perished Copy Share Image
It is astonishing how sociable I feel myself compared with him. — Emily Bronte Feels Copy Share Image
![“May she wake in torment!’ [...] ‘Why, she’s a liar to the end! Where is she? Not there - not in heaven - not perished - where? Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer - I repeat it till my tongue stiffens - Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am…” quote by Emily Brontë](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/0cf/emily-bronte-574_oh-god_may-she-wake-in-torment-why-she-s-a-liar_560406.jpg)
