Emily Brontë quote: "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 Healthcliff! He's always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being."

May she wake in torment!’ [...] ‘Why, she’s a liar to
the end! Where is she? Not there - ...
EMILY BRONTë

Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
EMILY BRONTë

Oh, I'm burning! I wish I were out of doors! I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and ...
EMILY BRONTë

Oh, Cathy! Oh, my life! how can I bear it?" was the first sentence he uttered, in a tone that did no...
EMILY BRONTë

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton's is as different as a moonbea...
EMILY BRONTë

You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence!
EMILY BRONTë

It is hard to forgive, and to look at those eyes, and feel those wasted hands,' he answered. 'Kiss m...
EMILY BRONTë

It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn.
EMILY BRONTë

She burned too bright for this world.
EMILY BRONTë

Terror made me cruel . . .
EMILY BRONTë

Heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the ...
EMILY BRONTë

He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
EMILY BRONTë

Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-br...
EMILY BRONTë

A person who has not done one half his day's work by ten o'clock, runs a chance of leaving the other...
EMILY BRONTë

You teach me now how cruel you've been - cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray...
EMILY BRONTë

I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine.
EMILY BRONTë

Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have p...
EMILY BRONTë

Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot...
EMILY BRONTë

If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and ...
EMILY BRONTë

I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with ...
EMILY BRONTë

Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
EMILY BRONTë

As different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire.
EMILY BRONTë

I was only going to say that heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to...
EMILY BRONTë

And I pray one prayer--I repeat it till my tongue stiffens--Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as ...
EMILY BRONTë

My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but ...
EMILY BRONTë

I've no more business to marry Edgar Linton than I have to be in heaven and if the wicked man in the...
EMILY BRONTë

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

I cannot express it; but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is or should be an existe...
EMILY BRONTë

If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn't love as much in eighty years as I cou...
EMILY BRONTë

He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee...
EMILY BRONTë

Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living. You said I killed you--haunt me then. T...
EMILY BRONTë

My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but ...
EMILY BRONTë

He comes with western winds, with evening's
wandering airs,
With that clear dusk of heave...
EMILY BRONTë

But, when the days of golden dreams had perished,
And even Despair was powerless to destroy, EMILY BRONTë

How clear she shines ! How quietly
I lie beneath her guardian light;
While heaven and ear...
EMILY BRONTë

What have those lonely mountains worth revealing?
More glory and more grief than I can tell:
EMILY BRONTë

Hope Was but a timid friend;
She sat without the grated den,
Watching how my fate would te...
EMILY BRONTë

The old church tower and garden wall
Are black with autumn rain
And dreary winds forebodin...
EMILY BRONTë

Riches I hold in light esteem,
And love I laugh to scorn,
And lust of fame was but a dream...
EMILY BRONTë

He shall never know I love him: and that, not because he's handsome, but because he's more myself th...
EMILY BRONTë

The thing that irks me most is this shattered prison, after all. I'm tired, tired of being enclosed ...
EMILY BRONTë

And from the midst of cheerless gloom
I passed to bright unclouded day.
EMILY BRONTë

But you might as well bid a man struggling in the water, rest within arm's length of the shore! I mu...
EMILY BRONTë

It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
EMILY BRONTë

I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to ...
EMILY BRONTë

I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it dimly throu...
EMILY BRONTë

You loved me-then what right had you to leave me? What right-answer me-for the poor fancy you felt f...
EMILY BRONTë

Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse th...
EMILY BRONTë

The guest was now the master of Wuthering Heights: he held firm possession, and proved to the attorn...
EMILY BRONTë

Honest people don't hide their deeds.
EMILY BRONTë

I have to remind myself to breathe -- almost to remind my heart to beat!
EMILY BRONTë

I am seldom otherwise than happy while watching in the chamber of death... . I see a repose that nei...
EMILY BRONTë

Your cold blood cannot be worked into a fever; your veins are full of ice water; but mine are boilin...
EMILY BRONTë

I'm now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to f...
EMILY BRONTë

They DO live more in earnest, more in themselves, and less in surface, change, and frivolous externa...
EMILY BRONTë

And the more hurt she gets, the more venomous she grows.
EMILY BRONTë

I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches and every wor...
EMILY BRONTë

If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I would be your slave.
EMILY BRONTë

He’s not a rough diamond - a pearl-containing oyster of a rustic; he’s a fierce, pitiless, wolfi...
EMILY BRONTë

Is she sane?’ asked Mrs. Linton, appealing to me. ‘I’ll repeat our conversation, word for word...
EMILY BRONTë

I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free...I'm sure I should be myself were I onc...
EMILY BRONTë

Nelly, I am Heathcliff - he's always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure, any more then I am alwa...
EMILY BRONTë

I have dreamt in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they hav...
EMILY BRONTë

She dried her tears, and they did smile
To see her cheeks’ returning glow;
Nor did disce...
EMILY BRONTë

If I could I would always work in silence and obscurity, and let my efforts be known by their result...
EMILY BRONTë

The subjects had, indeed, risen vividly on my mind. As I saw them with the spiritual eye, before I a...
EMILY BRONTë

It's wrong to anticipate evil.
EMILY BRONTë

To sneer at his imperfect attempt was very bad breeding.
EMILY BRONTë

I wish I could hold you," she continued bitterly, "till we were both dead!
EMILY BRONTë

At that moment the universe appeared to me a vast machine constructed only to produce evil. I almost...
EMILY BRONTë

I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing.
EMILY BRONTë

I have no pity! I have no pity! The more worms writhe, the more I yearn to crush out their entrails!...
EMILY BRONTë

It is strange people should be so greedy when they are alone in the world!
EMILY BRONTë

My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff's miseries, and I watched and felt each from th...
EMILY BRONTë

They forgot everything the minute they were together again.
EMILY BRONTë

May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you - haunt me, then.
EMILY BRONTë

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

I love my murderer--but yours? How can I?
EMILY BRONTë

Are you possessed with a devil,' he pursued, savagely, 'to talk in that manner to me when you are dy...
EMILY BRONTë

invariably to me, I know, and to any person who saw her, I should think--refuted more tangible proof...
EMILY BRONTë

and firstly, let me beware of the fascination that lurks in Catherine Heathcliff's brilliant eyes. I...
EMILY BRONTë

He might as well plant an oak in a flower-pot and expect it to thrive, as imagine he can restore her...
EMILY BRONTë

It was a marvelous effort of perspicacity to discover that I did not love her
EMILY BRONTë

The greatest punishment we could invent for her was to keep her separate from him…
EMILY BRONTë

You loved me—then what right had you to leave me? What right—answer me—for the poor fancy you ...
EMILY BRONTë

He shall never know how I love him
EMILY BRONTë

I got the sexton, who was digging Linton’s grave, to remove the earth off her coffin lid, and I op...
EMILY BRONTë

Wish and learn to smooth away the surly wrinkles, to raise your lids frankly, and change the fiends ...
EMILY BRONTë

It is astonishing how sociable I feel myself compared with him.
EMILY BRONTë

Hush, my darling! Hush, hush, Catherine! I'll stay. If he shot me so, I'd expire with a blessing on ...
EMILY BRONTë

Je suis sans pitié ! Je suis sans pitié ! Plus les vers se tordent, plus grande est mon envie de l...
EMILY BRONTë

I take so little interest in my daily life, that I hardly remember to eat and drink.
EMILY BRONTë

Joseph is the wearisomest and self-righteous Pharisee who ever ransacked the Bible to rake the promi...
EMILY BRONTë

Nay, you'll be ashamed of me everyday of your life," he answered; "and the more ashamed, the more yo...
EMILY BRONTë

Then dawns the Invisible; the Unseen its truth reveals;
My outward sense is gone, my inward ess...
EMILY BRONTë

If I had caused the cloud, it was my duty to make an effort to dispel it.
EMILY BRONTë

If you shut up truth and bury it under the ground it will but grow and gather to itself such explosi...
EMILY

Reading is my favourite occupation, when I have leisure for it and books to read.
ANNE BRONTë

I possess the faculty of enjoying the company of those I - of my friends as well in silence as in co...
ANNE BRONTë

I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the mor...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

I do not think, sir, you have any right to command me, merely because you are older than I, or becau...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

I had not intended to love him; the reader knows I had wrought hard to extirpate from my soul the ge...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

No sight so sad as that of a naughty child," he began, "especially a naughty little girl. Do you kno...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

I know what it is to live entirely for and with what I love best on earth. I hold myself supremely b...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

The trouble is not that I am single and likely to stay single, but that I am lonely and likely to st...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

But he who dares not grasp the thorn
Should never crave the rose.
ANNE BRONTë

I can be on guard against my enemies, but God deliver me from my friends!
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain and little, I am soulless and heartless? You think w...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

I am not an angel," I asserted; "and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

Gentle reader, may you never feel what I then felt! May your eyes never shed such stormy, scalding, ...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

I am not an angel,' I asserted; 'and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself. Mr. Rochester, ...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

Monsieur, if a wife's nature loathes that of the man she is wedded to, marriage must be slavery. Aga...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

I doubt if I have made the best use of all my calamities. Soft, amiable natures they would have refi...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

Jane, be still; don't struggle so like a wild, frantic bird, that is rending its own plumage in its ...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

Flirting is a woman’s trade, one must keep in practice.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious but still a faithful interpreter - ...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

Friends always forget those whom fortune forsakes.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

If we would build on a sure foundation in friendship, we must love our friends for their sakes rathe...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

I would always rather be happy than dignified.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

Smiles and tears are so alike with me, they are neither of them confined to any particular feelings:...
ANNE BRONTë

If men could see us as we really are, they would be a little amazed; but the cleverest, the acutest ...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

Laws and principles are not for the times when there is no temptation: they are for such moments as ...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

Good-night, my-" He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

There is no happiness like that of being loved by your fellow creatures, and feeling that your prese...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

It does good to no woman to be flattered [by a man] who does not intend to marry her; and it is madn...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

Even for me life had its gleams of sunshine.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

We know that God is everywhere; but certainly we feel His presence most when His works are on the gr...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

It is in vain to say human beings ought to be satisfied with tranquillity: they must have action; an...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

I ask you to pass through life at my side—to be my second self, and best earthly companion.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

It is a long way to Ireland, Janet, and I am sorry to send my little friend on such weary travels: b...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

I have little left in myself -- I must have you. The world may laugh -- may call me absurd, selfish ...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the ...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never be...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

Every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sickness it would still be dear.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

Reader, I married him.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

I can live alone, if self-respect, and circumstances require me so to do. I need not sell my soul to...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

If all the world hated you and believed you wicked, while your own conscience approved of you and ab...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

I have for the first time found what I can truly love–I have found you. You are my sympathy–my b...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity or registering wrongs.
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

Do you think I am an automaton? — a machine without feelings? and can bear to have my morsel of br...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

Conventionality is not morality. Self-righteousness is not religion. To attack the first is not to a...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

No: I shall not marry Samuel Fawthrop Wynne."

"I ask why? I must have a reason. In all re...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

I am anchored on a resolve you cannot shake. My heart, my conscience shall dispose of my hand -- ...
CHARLOTTE BRONTë

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