Emily-bronte Quote by Emily Brontë Download Open image ““Their eyes are precisely similar, and they are those of Catherine Earnshaw.”” — Emily Brontë ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.7 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Emily-bronte Eyes Wuthering-heights
“His eyes. Katsa had never seen such eyes. One was silver, and the other, gold. They glowed in his sun-darkened face, uneven, and strange.… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“Her eyes were as hard and bright as stars. Not the pretty sort that poets mooned about, but the kind that made men's destinies.” — Lauren Willig Copy Share Image
“There was something strange about her eyes. They were mysteriously lacking in depth. They were lovely eyes, but they did not seem to be… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“I always look to the eyes; they seem to be the one honest thing about a person.” — J.L. Vallance Copy Share Image
“Catherine, who was extremely modest, had no desire to shine, and on most social occasions, as they are called, you would have found her… — Henry James Copy Share Image
“The look in the eyes is something that can be disguised, unless you have seen the same journey” — Stacey Danson Copy Share Image
“They [her eyes] were big and warm and full of light, like the sun shining on brown pools in the wood.” — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“And those eyes. Damn those black eyes. They sparkle like drops of an ebony pond in his handsome face.” — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
“And at the bottom of each of those eyes I lived, or rather another me lived, one of the images of me, and it… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“He has such kind eyes.” “Certainly he has eyes, but they do not have the power of emotion, only of sight.” — Philippa Gregory Copy Share Image
“She knows he's not the same. He's different now. The eyes that once held too much contain nothing at all. He is colorless. Faded… — Alfa H 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 am not altogether as worthless as he calls me, frequently; and then I feel so cross and bitter, I hate everybody! I am worthless, and bad in temper, and bad in spirit, almost always; and, if… — Emily Brontë Copy Share
The intense horror of nightmare came over me: I tried to draw back my arm, but the hand clung to it, and a most melancholy voice sobbed, 'Let me in - let me in!' 'Who are you?' I asked, struggling, meanwhile, to disengage myself. 'Catherine Linton,' it replied, shiveringly (why did I think of LINTON? I had read EARNSHAW twenty… — Emily Bronte Copy Share
“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
“Winter is not here yet. There’s a little flower, up yonder, the last bud from the multitude of bluebells that clouded those turf steps… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
“Tonight, however, Dickens struck him in a different light. Beneath the author’s sentimental pity for the weak and helpless, he could discern a revolting… — Margaret Irwin Copy Share Image
“ocúpate de que me entierren allí en secreto. Y si no lo haces así, ya te demostraré de un modo palpable que los muertos… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
“What do you think is my favourite book? Just now, I mean; I change every three days. "Wuthering Heights." Emily Bronte was quite young when she wrote it, and had never been outside of Haworth churchyard. She had never known any men in her life; how could she imagine a man like Heathcliff? I couldn't do it, and I'm quite… — Jean Webster Copy Share
“I'm not going to act the lady among you, for fear I should starve .” — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
“I know more about Emily Bronte than anyone I know. I know enough about her family to have been a part. I’ve walked with her on her damp luscious lonely moors, watched her strain to write on miniscule scraps of paper, seen her hide her works from prying eyes. I’ve brooded alongside her and participated in her taciturnity. Before her… — Chila Woychik Copy Share
“Heathcliff, make the world stop right here. Make everything stop and stand still and never move again. Make the moors never change and you… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
“My sister Emily first declined. The details of her illness are deep-branded in my memory, but to dwell on them, either in thought or narrative, is not in my power. Never in all her life had she lingered over any task that lay before her, and she did not linger now. She sank rapidly. She made haste to leave us.… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share
“Oliver was Oliver,' I said, as if that summed things up. 'Parce que c'était lui, parce que c'était moi,' my father added, quoting Montaigne's… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“It is a poor conclusion, is it not?’ he observed, having brooded awhile on the scene he had just witnessed: ‘an absurd termination to my violent exertions? I get levers and mattocks to demolish the two houses, and train myself to be capable of working like Hercules, and when everything is ready and in my power, I find the will… — Wuthering Heights Emily Brontë Copy Share
“Le tengo constantemente en mi pensamiento, aunque no siempre como una cosa agradable. Tampoco yo me agrado siempre de mí misma. No hables más… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
“I have no objection whatever to your representing me as a little eccentric, since you and your learned friends would have it so; only… — Patrick Brontë Copy Share Image
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