Quote by Emily Brontë Download Open image ““¡Oh, Dios mío, es inconcebible! ¡No puedo vivir sin mi vida! ¡No puedo vivir si mi alma!”” — Emily Brontë ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“No he sido yo quien ha roto tu corazón, te lo has roto tú misma, y al hacerlo has destrozado, de paso, él mío.… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
“MIRTA ¡No me hagas acordar de tu padre! Dios lo tenga en la gloria. CECILIA ¡No hables así de papá, que no está muerto!” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Si es cierto que yo te maté, persígueme. Se asegura que la víctima persigue a su asesino. Hazlo, pues, sigueme, hasta que me enloquezcas.… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
“¡Caer! ¡Estoy cayendo! Mientras me río, no sé por qué, me siento impura. Cuando lloro, no sé por qué, me siento yo y me… — Alejandra Pizarnik Copy Share Image
“Amé, fuí amado, el sol acarició mi faz. ¡Vida, nada me debes! ¡Vida, estamos en paz! I loved, I was loved, the sun stroked… — Amado Nervo Copy Share Image
“¡Hay que vivir! Y él me enseñó a vivir, él nos enseñó a vivir, a sentir la vida, a sentir el sentido de la… — Miguel de Unamuno Copy Share Image
“Vivo sin vivir en mí... muero porque no muero. (I live without really being alive... I die because I am not dying.)” — Santa Teresa de Jesús Copy Share Image
“Cuando la vida me pertenezca, cuando no viva evitando morir... Entonces, sera esa vida...la que dedicare a ti ! Te amo !” — Damiana Walters Copy Share Image
“Sentía como mi alma y mi corazón realmente lo necesitaba, querían a ese vengativo y odioso hombre más que nada, aquel chico que no… — Lolo Mayaya 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
