Emily Brontë
Full Name: Emily Jane Bronte
AKA: Wrote under the pseudonym Ellis Bell
Birthdate: July 30, 1818
Birthplace: Thornton, Yorkshire, England, United Kingdom
Date of Death: December 19, 1848
Occupation: Author and Poet
Profile: Best known for
Wuthering Heights. Sister of
Charlotte Bronte.
Website: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emily_Bronte
Number of Quotes: 44
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.
A little while, a little while, the weary task is done.
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.
Wuthering Heights
A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
Wuthering Heights
Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!
Wuthering Heights
Cold in the earth—and the deep snow piled above thee!
Remembrance
Eternal rocks beneath a covering sky.
Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
Fall, Leaves, Fall
Far, far, removed, cold in the dreary grave!
Remembrance
Having leveled my palace, don't erect a hovel and complacently admire your own charity in giving me that for a home.
He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
Wuthering Heights
He shall never know I love him.
Heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth.
Honest people don't hide their deeds.
Wuthering Heights
I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
I am the only being whose doom
No tongue would ask no eye would mourn.
I Am the Only Being
I cannot express it: but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is, or should be, an existence of yours beyond you.
I cannot live without my soul!
I have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they
have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.
I have not broken your heart—you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine.
I lingered round them, under that benign sky.
I see heaven's glories shine and faith shines equal.
I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.
I'll walk where my own nature would be leading:
It vexes me to choose another guide.
Stanzas
I'm now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town.
Wuthering Heights
I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas.
Wuthering Heights
If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be.
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?
Love and Friendship
My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath.
Wuthering Heights
No coward soul is mine, no trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere; I see heaven's glories shine, and faith shines equal, arming me from fear.
No Coward Soul Is Mine
Often rebuked, yet always back returning to those first feelings that were born with me.
Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
Wuthering Heights
Riches I hold in light esteem,
And love I laugh to scorn.
The Old Stoic
So deeply had I been steeped in the bitterness of loss.
Terror made me cruel.
The entire world is a dreadful collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her!
The night is darkening round me, the wild winds coldly blow.
Spellbound
The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don't turn against him, they crush those beneath them.
Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends.
Wuthering Heights
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
Wuthering Heights
Why should I think of death? If I were suffering on a deathbed I should be glad to die.
Worthless as withered weeds.
No Coward Soul Is Mine
Yes, as my swift days near their goal
'Tis all that I implore:
In life and death, a chainless soul
With courage to endure.
The Old Stoic