Emily Brontë Quotes

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

Would you like to live with your soul in the grave?

I trust not to thy phantom bliss, Yet, still, in evening's quiet hour, With never-failing thankfulness, I welcome thee, Benignant Power; Sure solacer of human cares, And sweeter hope, when hope despairs!

It would degrade me to marry Heathcliff now; so he shall never know how I love him: and that, not because he's handsome, Nelly, but because he's more myself than I am. 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.

What kind of living will it be when you - Oh, God! Would you like to live with your soul in the grave?

They say I killed you, haunt me then. Be with me always. Take any form, drive me mad, but do not leave me. Not in a place where I cannot find you. I cannot live without my life. I cannot live without my soul

Sea cual fuere la sustancia de la que están hechas las almas, la suya y la mía son idénticas

I got the sexton, who was digging Linton’s grave, to remove the earth off her coffin lid, and I opened it. I thought, once, I would have stayed there, when I saw her face again — it is hers yet — he had hard work to stir me; but he said it would change, if the air blew on it...

Heathcliff, make the world stop right here. Make everything stop and stand still and never move again. Make the moors never change and you and I never change.

How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me.

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

He... was attached by ties stronger than reason could break — chains, forged by habit, which it would be cruel to attempt to loosen.

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 no 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.

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 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 all together.