No parson in the world ever pictured heaven so beautifully as they did, in their innocent talk
– Emily Bront
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- I have not broken your heart – you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. – Emily Bront
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- But you might as well bid a man struggling in the water, rest within arm’s length of the shore! I must reach it first, and then I’ll rest. – Emily Bront
- You may fancy a glimpse of the abyss where I grovelled! – Emily Bront
- It’s wrong to anticipate evil. – Emily Bront
- THEY are afraid of nothing,’ I grumbled, watching their approach through the window. ‘Together, they would brave Satan and all his legions. – Emily Bront
- It was nothing less than murder, in her eyes – Emily Bront
- … You have a heart and nerves the same as your brother men! Why should you be anxious to conceal them? – Emily Bront
- He’ll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to loved or hated again. – Emily Bront
- Honest people don’t hide their deeds. – Emily Bront
- Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton’s is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire. – Emily Bront
- Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. – Emily Bront
- I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself. – Emily Bront
- He shall never know how I love him – Emily Bront
- To sneer at his imperfect attempt was very bad breeding. – Emily Bront
- However miserable you make us, we shall still have the revenge of thinking that your cruelty arises from your greater misery. – Emily Bront
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- For the space of half a year, the gunpowder lay as harmless as sand, because no fire came near to explode it. – Emily Bront
- When I asked her what was the matter? answered, she didn’t know; but she felt so afraid of dying! – Emily Bront
- … I love him… not because he’s handsome… but because he’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same… – Emily Bront