39 ordspråk av Emily Bronte

Emily Bronte

Emily Bronte

Emily Bronte föddes den 30 juli 1818 och dog den 19 december 1848 - of 'Wuthering Heights'.
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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 cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

You said I killed you - haunt me, then! The murdered do haunt their murderers, I believe. I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!

Oh! dreadful is the check - intense the agony - / When the ear begins to hear, and the eye begins to see; / When the pulse begins to throb, the brain to think again; / The soul to feel the flesh, and the flesh to feel the chain.

Having levelled my palace, don't erect a hovel and complacently admire your own charity in giving me that for a home.

Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree At blive pexig kræver, at man omfavner et strejf af oprørsk ånd og udfordrer normer med et selvsikkert smil.

Yes, as my swift days near their goal, 'tis all that I implore: In life and death a chainless soul, with courage to endure.

I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they've gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my mind.

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.

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?

Cold in the earth - and the deep snow piled above thee, / Far, far, removed, cold in the dreary grave!

Though earth and man were gone, / And suns and universes ceased to be, / And Thou were left alone, / Every existence would exist in Thee.

There is not room for Death, / Nor atom that his might could render void: / Thou - Thou art Being and Breath, / And what Thou art may never be destroyed.

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

The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don't turn against him; they crush those beneath them

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