Quotes from Emily Bronte

No se acuerda de aquellos tiempos en que él era todo el mundo para ella, y ella lo único que él conocía en el mundo

and then, instead of lamenting past calamities we might all cheerfully set to work to remedy them; and the greater the difficulties, the harder our present privations, the greater should be our cheerfulness to endure the latter, and our vigour to contend against the former.

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!

yo no puedo hacer lo que hace mi alma

Todos os pecadores se sentiriam mal no céu.

Opažam da ljudi u ovim krajevima cijene neke vrijednosti više od gradskih ljudi, baš kao što pauk zatvoreniku u tamnici više vrijedi nego stanarima u ku?i; no ta dublja sklonost ne ovisi potpuno o mjestu na kojem se nalazi promatra?.

I'm an angel! Goodbye! In this self-complacent conviction she departed.

There is not room for Death, Nor atom that his might could render void: Thou—THOU art Being and Breath, And what THOU art may never be destroyed.

When Joy grew mad with awe, at counting future tears.

Je sais, par instinct, que sa réserve provient d'une aversion pour les étalages de sentiment...Pour les manifestations d'amabilité réciproque. Il aimera, comme il haïra, sans en rien laisser paraître, il regardera comme une sorte d'impertinence l'amour ou la haine qu'il recevra en retour.

God! what a beauty! what a lovely, charming thing!' he exclaimed. 'Haven't they reared it on snails and sour milk, Nelly?...

Seja qual for a matéria de que as nossas almas são feitas, a minha e a dele são iguais.

So hopeless is the world without; The world within I doubly prize; Thy world, where guile, and hate, and doubt, And cold suspicion never rise; Where thou, and I, and Liberty, Have undisputed sovereignty.

Now, my bonny lad, you are mine! And we'll see if one tree won't grow as crooked as another with the same wind to twist it!

Je suis sans pitié ! Je suis sans pitié ! Plus les vers se tordent, plus grande est mon envie de leur écraser les entrailles ! C'est comme une rage de dent morale, et je broie avec d'autant plus d'énergie que la douleur est plus vive.

Je voyais qu'il étaient remplis d'une admiration stupide : elle est si démesurément supérieure à eux ... à n'importe qui sur terre, n'est-ce pas ?

I am the only being whose doom No tongue would ask, no eye would mourn; I never caused a thought of gloom, A smile of joy, since I was born.

She did not yell out -- no! she would have scorned to do it, if she had been spitted on the horns of a mad cow. I did, though! I vociferated curses enough to annihilate any fiend in Christendom.

Whatever souls are made of.. his and mine are the same

she took my hand and led me out of the darkness and showed me that whatever our souls are made of, hers and mine are the same.

And my heart aches, in hopeless pain Exhausted with repinings vain, That I shall greet them ne'er again!

Yet, these revive, and from their fate Your fate cannot be parted: Then, journey on, if not elate, Still, never broken-hearted!

You're all of life to me. Let me be a single breath of it for you. -Isabella to Heathcliff, "Wuthering Heights".

And yet a little longer speak, Calm this resentful mood; And while the savage heart grows meek, For other token do not seek, But let the tear upon my cheek Evince my gratitude!