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

No coward soul is mine. — Emily Bronte

He shall never know how I love him: and that, not because he’s handsome, Nelly, but because he is more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. — Emily Bronte

No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world’s storm–troubled sphere. — Emily Bronte

What kind of living will it be when you–Oh, God! Would you like to live with your soul in the grave? — Emily Bronte

I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul! — Emily Bronte

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. — Emily Bronte

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! — Emily Bronte

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

I went about my house hold duties, convinced that the Grange had but one sensible soul in its walls, and that lodged in my body. — Emily Brontë

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. — Emily Bronte

Terror made me cruel . . . — Emily Brontë

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. — Emily Bronte

Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now? — Emily Bronte

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

Earth reserves no blessing For the unblessed of Heaven! — Emily Bronte

Wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth. — Emily Bronte

A heaven so clear, an earth so calm, So sweet, so soft, so hushed an air; And, deepening still the dreamlike charm, Wild moor–sheep feeding everywhere. — Emily Bronte

It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world. — Emily Bronte

Honest people don’t hide their deeds. — Emily Bronte

It is astonishing how sociable I feel myself compared with him. — Emily Bronte

You have left me so long to struggle against death, alone, that I feel and see only death! I feel like death! — Emily Bronte

I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him. — Emily Bronte

If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I’d be your slave. — Emily Bronte

She burned too bright for this world. — Emily Bronte

I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. — Emily Bronte

Nay, you’ll be ashamed of me everyday of your life,’ he answered; ‘and the more ashamed, the more you know me; and I cannot bide it. — Emily Bronte

I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after. — Emily Bronte

You know, I’ve had a bitter, hard life since I last heard your voice and if I’ve survived it’s all because of you. — Emily Bronte

You have been compelled to cultivate your reflective faculties, for want of occasions for frittering your life away in silly trifles. — Emily Bronte

The clock strikes off the hollow half–hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one. — Emily Bronte

I take so little interest in my daily life, that I hardly remember to eat and drink. — Emily Bronte

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. — Emily Bronte

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. — Emily Bronte

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

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

Oh, for the time when I shall sleep Without identity. — Emily Bronte

I cannot express it: but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is, or should be, an existence of yours beyond you. — Emily Bronte

Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living. — Emily Bronte

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. — Emily Bronte

I have to remind myself to breathe––almost to remind my heart to beat! — Emily Bronte

I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there; not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart; but really with it, and in it. — Emily Bronte

I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. — Emily Bronte

Vain are the thousand creeds That move men’s hearts, unutterably vain; Worthless as withered weeds, Or idlest froth amid the boundless main. — Emily Bronte