Emily Bronte Quotes
He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?
Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
If I could I would always work in silence and obscurity, and let my efforts be known by their results.
I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.
I’ll walk where my own nature would be leading: It vexes me to choose another guide.
I’ve dreamt enough dreams to know their meaning; and that is, that intense attachments and horrible disappointments are good for us.
A person who has not done one half his day’s work by ten o’clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.
It is foolish to wish for beauty. Sensible people never either desire it for themselves or care about it in others. If the mind be but well cultivated, and the heart well disposed, no one ever cares for the exterior.
Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.
Terror made me cruel.
Whatever our souls are made out of, his and mine are the same.
A person who has not done one half his day’s work by ten o’clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.
I told you I’d die for you. Why can’t you do this one thing for me?
A person who has not done one half his day’s work by ten o’clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.
He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee.
You teach me now how cruel you’ve been – cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart?
He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
If I were in heaven, Nelly, I would be extremely miserable.
If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.
His love and his wild nature were the only things to blame.
The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don’t turn against him; they crush those beneath them.
Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.
If I cannot be your wife, I refuse to be your sister.
My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff.
He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee.
Terror made me cruel.
I’m sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.
A good heart will help you to a bonny face.
I hope he will not die before I do.
Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?
He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?
My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I’m well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff.
I try to think only of the good things of life, my dearest, but not… not of loving you.
A good heart will help you to a bonny face.
You said I killed you – haunt me then. The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe – I know that ghosts have wandered the earth. Be with me always – take any form – drive me mad! Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! It is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!
Whatever our souls are made out of, his and mine are the same.
If I can’t reach Heaven, I’ll raise Hell.
If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I would be your slave.
Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?
The intensest pain lies close beneath the greatest pleasure.
He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee.
If you hear me trying to breathe, you’ll know I’m alright.
I’ve dreamt enough dreams to know their meaning.
You teach me now how cruel you’ve been – cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart?
Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.
I am Heathcliff.