He is more myself than I am. Whatever our two souls are made of, his and mine are the same. — Emily Bronte Love 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… — Emily Brontë Flowers 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… — Emily Bronte Delight 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… — 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 Collections 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… — Emily Brontë Nature 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… — Emily Bronte Arms 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 Love Copy Share Image
I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing. — Emily Bronte Destruction Copy Share Image
My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. — Emily Bronte Cold mountain 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
“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
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 Boundless Copy Share Image
“everybody have a notion that there is or should be an existence of yours beyond you.” — Emily Brontë Life Copy Share Image
I'll walk where my own nature would be leading: It vexes me to choose another guide: Where the grey flocks in ferny… — Emily Bronte Blow Copy Share Image
“I have to remind myself to breathe— almost to remind my heart to beat! And it is like bending back a stiff… — Emily Brontë 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 Bronte Copy Share Image
And from the midst of cheerless gloom I passed to bright unclouded day. — Emily Bronte Cheer Copy Share Image
The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don't turn against him, they crush those beneath them. — Emily Bronte Crush Copy Share Image
“Winter is not here yet. There’s a little flower, up yonder, the last bud from the multitude of bluebells that clouded those… — Emily Brontë Emily-bronte Copy Share Image
“No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere: I see heaven's glories shine, And faith shines equal, arming… — Emily Brontë Faith Copy Share Image
Your presence is a moral poison that would contaminate the most virtuous — Emily Bronte Character Copy Share Image
