Quotes from Emily Bronte

The subjects had, indeed, risen vividly on my mind. As I saw them with the spiritual eye, before I attempted to embody them, they were striking; but my hand would not second my fancy, and in each case it had wrought out but a pale portrait of the thing I had conceived.

And we'll see if one tree won't grow as crooked as another, with the same wind to twist it!

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

What have those lonely mountains worth revealing? More glory and more grief than I can tell:

You say I killed you. Haunt me, then!

Winter is not here yet. There's a little flower, up yonder, the last bud from the multitude of bluebells that clouded those turf steps in July with a lilac mist. Will you clamber up and pluck it to show papa?

She's fainted, or dead,' I thought: 'so much the better. Far better that she should be dead, than lingering a burden and a misery-maker to all about her.

His features were lost in masses of shaggy hair that hung on his shoulders; and his eyes, too, were like a ghostly Catherine's, with all their beauty annihilated.

She had her own opinions on every subject, and kept steadily to them--very tiresome opinions they often were; as she was always thinking of what was right and what was wrong, and had a strange reverence for matters connected with religion, and an unaccountable liking to good people.

In all of England, I do not believe that I could have fixed on a situation so completely removed from the stir of society. A perfect misanthropist's Heaven

When I asked her what was the matter? answered, she didn't know; but she felt so afraid of dying!

You are a dog in the manger, Cathy, and desire no one to be loved but yourself!