"I cannot love thee; thou 'rt worse than thy brother. Go, say thy prayers, child, and ask God's pardon. I doubt thy mother and I must rue that we ever reared thee!"
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Emily Bronte quotes (page 7 of 8)
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"I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town."
"Joseph is the wearisomest and self-righteous Pharisee who ever ransacked the Bible to rake the promises to himself and fling the curses on his neighbor."
"He'll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to loved or hated again."
"He turned, as he spoke, a peculiar look in her direction, a look of hatred unless he has a most perverse set of facial muscles that will not, like those of other people, interpret the language of his soul."
"She went of her own accord,' answered the master; 'she has a right to go if she please. Trouble me no more about her. Hereafter she is only me sister in name: not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me."
"I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!"
"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."
"The Lord help us!' he soliloquised in an undertone of peevish displeasure, while relieving me of my horse: looking, meantime, in my face so sourly that I charitably conjectured he must have need of divine aid to digest his dinner, and his pious ejaculation had no reference to my unexpected advent."
"And there you see the distinction between our feelings: had he been in my place, and I in his, though I hated him with a hatred that turned my life to gall, I never would have raised a hand against him. You may look incredulous, if you please! I never would have banished him from her society as long as she desired his. The moment her regard ceased, I would have torn his heart out and drank his blood! But, till then - if you don't believe me, you don't know me - til then, I would have died by inches before I touched a single hair on his head!"
"Nonsense, do you imagine he has thought as much of you as you have of him?"
"In secret pleasure — secret tears This changeful life has slipped away"
"That is how I'm loved! Well, never mind. That is not my Heathcliff. I shall love mine yet; and take him with me: he's in my soul."
"I understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs.... Perhaps I am an exception."
"Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity."
"Earth reserves no blessing For the unblessed of Heaven!"
"Look on the grave where thou must sleep Thy last, and strongest foe; It is endurance not to weep, If that repose seem woe."
"But there's this one difference: one is gold put to the use of paving-stones, and the other is tin polished to ape a service of silver. Mine has nothing valuable about it; yet I shall have the merit of making it go as far as such poor stuff can go. His had first-rate qualities, and they are lost, rendered worst than unavailing."
"Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy."
"He... was attached by ties stronger than reason could break -- chains, forged by habit, which it would be cruel to attempt to loosen."