Quotes from Emily Bronte

Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.

I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas: they've gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.

The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don't turn against him, they crush those beneath them.

Vain are the thousand creeds That move men's hearts, unutterably vain; Worthless as withered weeds, Or idlest froth amid the boundless main.

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day! Every leaf speaks bliss to me, Fluttering from the autumn tree...

I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.

If rain drops were kisses, I'd send you showers. If hugs were seas, I'd send you oceans. And if love was a person I'd send you me!

If I could I would always work in silence and obscurity and let my efforts be known by their results.

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.

I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me.

I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.

You have left me so long to struggle against death, alone, that I feel and see only death! I feel like death!

Look on the grave where thou must sleep Thy last, and strongest foe; It is endurance not to weep, If that repose seem woe.

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

He is more myself than I am. Whatever our two souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn't love as much in eighty years as I could in a day. and Catherine has a heart as deep as I have: the sea could be as readily contained in that horse-trough as her whole affection be monopolised by him.

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?