Emily Brontë Quotes

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

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.

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 can not live without my life! I can not live without my soul!

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.

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

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.

it is strange how custom can mould our tastes and ideas: many could not imagine the existence of happiness in a life of such complete exile from the world

And I pray one prayer-I repeat it till my tongue stiffens-Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living! You said I killed you-haunt me, then!...Be with me always-take any form-drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!

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.

Nelly, I am Heathcliff - he's always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure, any more then I am always a pleasure to myself - but, as my own being.

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

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.

She burned too bright for this world.

Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.

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

Existence, after losing her, would be hell

He’s more myself than I am

I am seldom otherwise than happy while watching in the chamber of death... . I see a repose that neither earth nor hell can break, and I feel an assurance of the endless and shadowless hereafter-the Eternity they have entered-where life is boundless in its duration, and love in its sympathy, and joy in its fulness.

And, even yet, I dare not let it languish,
Dare not indulge in memory’s rapturous pain;
Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish,
How could I seek the empty world again?

Hereafter she is only my sister in name; not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me.