EMILY JANE BRONTË WAS AN ENGLISH NOVELIST AND POET WHOSE REPUTATION CHIEFLY RESTS UPON HER ONLY NOVEL, WUTHERING HEIGHTS.
“Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. But, if you be ashamed of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in.”
“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.”
“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?”
“I pray every night that I may live after him; because I would rather be miserable than that he should be: that proves I love him better than myself.”
“Because misery and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart—you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong.”
“I’m now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.”
“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 ...”
“I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart: but really with it, and in it.”
“… you have left me so long to struggle against death alone, that I feel and see only death! I feel like death!”
“If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger ...”
“I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free; and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I so changed? … I’m sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills. ”
“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.”
“I have to remind myself to breathe—almost to remind my heart to beat!”
“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 Heathcliff! 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.”
“It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn.”
“It is hard to forgive, and to look at those eyes, and feel those wasted hands,' he answered. 'Kiss me again; and don’t let me see your eyes! I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer—but yours! How can I?”
“Honest people don't hide their deeds.”
“I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches, and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions, and him entirely and altogether.”
“… heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy.”
“… he shall never know how I love him: and that, 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 ...”
“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 colour of my mind. And this is one: I’m going to tell it—but take care not to smile at any part of it.”
“… he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same ...”
“Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!”
“Your cold blood cannot be worked into a fever: your veins are full of ice-water; but mine are boiling, and the sight of such chillness makes them dance.”
“A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad, … and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.”
“The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me,
And I cannot, cannot go.”
“… treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.”
“Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. But, if you be ashamed of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in.”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“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 Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“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 Brontë, Love and Friendship
“I pray every night that I may live after him; because I would rather be miserable than that he should be: that proves I love him better than myself.”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“Because misery and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart—you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong.”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“I’m now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“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 ...”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart: but really with it, and in it.”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“… you have left me so long to struggle against death alone, that I feel and see only death! I feel like death!”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger ...”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free; and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I so changed? … I’m sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills. ”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“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.”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“I have to remind myself to breathe—almost to remind my heart to beat!”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“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 Heathcliff! 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.”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn.”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“It is hard to forgive, and to look at those eyes, and feel those wasted hands,' he answered. 'Kiss me again; and don’t let me see your eyes! I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer—but yours! How can I?”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“Honest people don't hide their deeds.”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches, and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions, and him entirely and altogether.”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“… heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy.”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“… he shall never know how I love him: and that, 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 Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“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 colour of my mind. And this is one: I’m going to tell it—but take care not to smile at any part of it.”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“… he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same ...”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“Your cold blood cannot be worked into a fever: your veins are full of ice-water; but mine are boiling, and the sight of such chillness makes them dance.”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad, … and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me,
And I cannot, cannot go.”
~ Emily Brontë, The night is darkening round me
“… treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.”
~ Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
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