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
cat animal feelings
I can say with sincerity that I like cats... A cat is an animal which has more human feelings than almost any other.
children past doors
I ran to the children's room: their door was ajar, I saw they had never laid down, though it was past midnight; but they were calmer, and did not need me to console them. The little souls were comforting each other with better thoughts than I could have hit on: no parson in the world ever pictured heaven so beautifully as they did, in their innocent talk; and, while I sobbed, and listened. I could not help wishing we were all there safe together.
people hatred soul
He turned, as he spoke, a peculiar look in her direction, a look of hatred unless he has a most perverse set of facial muscles that will not, like those of other people, interpret the language of his soul.
forgive-me forgiving
You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
life soul heathcliff
I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!
together-again together minutes
They forgot everything the minute they were together again.
hope short-life night
Still let my tyrants know, I am not doomed to wear Year after year in gloom, and desolate despair; A messenger of Hope comes every night to me, And offers for short life, eternal liberty.
soul mind heathcliff
That is how I'm loved! Well, never mind. That is not my Heathcliff. I shall love mine yet; and take him with me: he's in my soul.
mother brother prayer
I cannot love thee; thou 'rt worse than thy brother. Go, say thy prayers, child, and ask God's pardon. I doubt thy mother and I must rue that we ever reared thee!
slumber earth quiet
wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
heart my-heart
I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me.
feels astonishing sociable
It is astonishing how sociable I feel myself compared with him.
moving blow night
The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me And I cannot, cannot go. The giant trees are bending Their bare boughs weighed with snow; The storm is fast descending, And yet I cannot go. Clouds beyond clouds above me, Wastes beyond wastes below; But nothing drear can move me; I will not, cannot go.
ice water veins
how cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling