Honest people don’t hide their deeds.
– Emily Bront
Related Quotes:
- Truth leads to good deeds, and good deeds lead to Paradise. Falsehood leads to evil deeds, and evil deeds lead to the Fire. – Anonymous
- Great deeds begin in the mind,extraordinary deeds begin in the heart,and remarkable deeds begin in the soul. – Matshona Dhliwayo
- What old people say you cannot do, you try and find that you can. Old deeds for old people, and new deeds for new. – Henry David Thoreau
- Bitterness and sweetness, are both fruits of egoism. Doing egosim of good deeds brings sweetness. Doing egosim of bad deeds brings bitterness. – Dada Bhagwan
- Good deeds may not lead to heaven…still do deeds that make you feel like you are in there already. – Palle Oswald
- Great life, great deeds.Great deeds, great blessings. – Lailah Gifty Akita
- It is strange people should be so greedy when they are alone in the world! – Emily Bront
- Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. – Emily Bront
- People maybe smiling but look to the eyes because they can’t hide the sorrow, pain, and heartache they’re trying to hide behind their smile. – Karon Waddell
- The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one. – Emily Bront
- 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? – Emily Bront
- The nuisance of her presence outweighs the gratification to be derived from tormenting her – Emily Bront
- 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. – Emily Bront
- … You are ignorant of the duties you undertake in marrying… – Emily Bront
- I have not broken your heart – you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. – Emily Bront
- Take my books away, and I should be desperate! – Emily Bront
- Come in! come in !’ he sobbed.-˜Cathy, do come. Oh do -once more! Oh! my heart’s darling! hear me this time – Catherine, at last! – Emily Bront
- No parson in the world ever pictured heaven so beautifully as they did, in their innocent talk – Emily Bront
- Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us. – Emily Bront
- He might as well plant an oak in a flowerpot, and expect it to thrive, as imagine he can restore her to vigour in the soil of his shallow cares! – Emily Bront
- 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
- 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
- All sinners would be miserable in heaven. – 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
- The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don’t turn against him, they crush those beneath them. – Emily Bront
- Their eyes are precisely similar, and they are those of Catherine Earnshaw. – Emily Bront
- As different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire. – Emily Bront
- 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
- If you hide the talents, you hide your brand. It’s simple. – Israelmore Ayivor