Emily Bronte
Emily Bronte
Emily Jane Brontë was an English novelist and poet who is best known for her only novel, Wuthering Heights, now considered a classic of English literature. Emily was the third eldest of the four surviving Brontë siblings, between the youngest Anne and her brother Branwell. She wrote under the pen name Ellis Bell...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth30 July 1818
CityWest Yorkshire, England
heartbreak broken degradation
You loved me-then what right had you to leave me? What right-answer me-for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? 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." ~Heathcliff
i-love-him night may
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.
hard-work air digging
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...
struggle men water
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.
struggle long feels
You have left me so long to struggle against death, alone, that I feel and see only death! I feel like death!
country heathers gone
I have fled my country and gone to the heather.
children sorry past
I wish I could hold you,' she continued, bitterly, 'till we were both dead! I shouldn't care what you suffered. I care nothing for your sufferings. Why shouldn't you suffer? I do! Will you forget me? Will you be happy when I am in the earth? Will you say twenty years hence, "That's the grave of Catherine Earnshaw? I loved her long ago, and was wretched to lose her; but it is past. I've loved many others since: my children are dearer to me than she was; and, at death, I shall not rejoice that I are going to her: I shall be sorry that I must leave them!" Will you say so, Heathcliff?
half hours clock
The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one.
silly want faculty
You have been compelled to cultivate your reflective faculties for want of occasions for frittering away your life on silly trifles.
poison moral virtuous
Your presence is a moral poison that would contaminate the most virtuous
home eye moon
I'm happiest when most away I can bear my soul from its home of clay On a windy night when the moon is bright And the eye can wander through worlds of light— When I am not and none beside— Nor earth nor sea nor cloudless sky— But only spirit wandering wide Through infinite immensity.
men society sensible
A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
care might soil
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!
blessing heaven earth
Earth reserves no blessing For the unblessed of Heaven!