110+ Emily Bronte Quotes (Romantic, Gothic And Passionate)

Emily Bronte was an English novelist and poet, best known for her novel Wuthering Heights. She was the sister of Charlotte and Anne Bronte, who were also famous writers. Emily Bronte's only novel, Wuthering Heights, was published in 1847 and is considered a classic of English literature.

Top 10 Emily Bronte Quotes

1. If I could I would always work in silence and obscurity, and let my efforts be known by their results.
2. I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.
3. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
4. Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
5. If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn't love as much in eighty years as I could in a day.
6. Cathy, this lamb of yours threatens like a bull!' he said. 'It is in danger of splitting its skull against my knuckles. By God! Mr. Linton, I'm mortally sorry that you are not worth knocking down!
7. 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.
8. 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.
9. 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.
10. No coward soul is mine.

Emily Bronte Image Quotes

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

Emily Bronte Short Quotes

• Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
• Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
• Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us.
• I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.
• You're hard to please: so many friends and so few cares, and can't make yourself content.
• The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one.
• And from the midst of cheerless gloom I passed to bright unclouded day.
• I see heaven's glories shine and faith shines equal.
• It is for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive.
• I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!

Emily Bronte Famous Quotes And Sayings

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

Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies. — Emily Bronte

I'll walk where my own nature would be leading: It vexes me to choose another guide: Where the grey flocks in ferny glens are feeding; Where the wild wind blows on the mountain-side. — Emily Bronte

I lingered round them, under that benign sky; watched the moths fluttering among the heath and hare-bells; listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass; and wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth. — Emily Bronte

However , it’s over, and I’ll take no revenge on his folly – I can afford to suffer anything, hereafter! Should the meanest thing alive slap me on the cheek, I’d not only turn the other, but I’d ask pardon for provoking it – and, as proof, I’ll go make my peace with Edgar instantly – Good night – I’m an angel! — 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

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

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

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? — Emily Bronte

He had the hypocrisy to represent a mourner: and previous to following with Hareton, he lifted the unfortunate child on to the table and muttered, with peculiar gusto, 'Now, my bonny lad, you are mine! And we'll see if one tree won't grow as crooked as another, with the same wind to twist it! — 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

The old church tower and garden wall Are black with autumn rain And dreary winds foreboding call The darkness down again — Emily Bronte

The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mate less play; And, while the night is gathering grey, We'll talk its pensive hours away. — Emily Bronte

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. — Emily Bronte

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire — Emily Bronte

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

Wish and learn to smooth away the surly wrinkles, to raise your lids frankly, and change the fiends to confident, innocent angels, suspecting and doubting nothing, and always seeing friends where they are not sure of foes. — Emily Bronte

My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods. Time will changeit,I'mwellaware, aswinterchangesthetrees. My Love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneatha source of little visible delight but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff. — Emily Bronte

How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me. — Emily Bronte

He had been content with daily labour and rough animal enjoyments, 'till Catherine crossed his path. Shame at her scorn, and hope of her approval, were his first prompts to higher pursuits; and, instead of guarding him from one and winning him to the other, his endeavors to raise himself had produced just the contrary result. — Emily Bronte

It is hard to forgive, and to look at those eyes, and feel those wasted hands,' he answered. 'Kiss me again; and don’t let me see your eyes! I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer—but yours! How can I? — Emily Bronte

My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. — 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

Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee, While the world's tide is bearing me along; Sterner desires and darker hopes beset me, Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong. — Emily Bronte

I'm happiest when most away I can bear my soul from its home of clay On a windy night when the moon is bright And the eye can wander through worlds of light— When I am not and none beside— Nor earth nor sea nor cloudless sky— But only spirit wandering wide Through infinite immensity. — Emily Bronte

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

He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee. I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine. — 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

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 am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself. — 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 have fled my country and gone to the heather. — Emily Bronte

Your presence is a moral poison that would contaminate the most virtuous — Emily Bronte

I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing. — Emily Bronte

The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don't turn against him, they crush those beneath them. — Emily Bronte

Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He's always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being. — Emily Bronte

Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes. — Emily Bronte

And, even yet, I dare not let it languish, Dare not indulge in memory's rapturous pain; Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish, How could I seek the empty world again? — Emily Bronte

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

Heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy. — Emily Bronte

Good words," I replied. "But deeds must prove it also; and after he is well, remember you don't forget resolutions formed in the hour of fear. — Emily Bronte

Alas, for the effects of bad tea and bad temper! — 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

Worthless as wither'd weeds. — Emily Bronte

Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy. — Emily Bronte

I see heaven's glories shine and faith shines equal... — Emily Bronte

Oh, I'm burning! I wish I were out of doors! I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free... and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I so changed? — Emily Bronte

how cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling — Emily Bronte

The Lord help us!' he soliloquised in an undertone of peevish displeasure, while relieving me of my horse: looking, meantime, in my face so sourly that I charitably conjectured he must have need of divine aid to digest his dinner, and his pious ejaculation had no reference to my unexpected advent. — Emily Bronte

I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free... Why am I so changed? I'm sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills. — Emily Bronte

It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn. — Emily Bronte

I got the sexton, who was digging Linton's grave, to remove the earth off her coffin lid, and I opened it. I thought, once, I would have stayed there, when I saw her face again - it is hers yet - he had hard work to stir me; but he said it would change, if the air blew on it. — Emily Bronte

May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you - haunt me, then. — Emily Bronte

I have no pity! I have no pity! The more worms writhe, the more I yearn to crush out their entrails! It is a moral teething, and I grind with greater energy, in proportion to the increase of pain. — 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

She burned too bright for this world. — Emily Bronte

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

I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow. — Emily Bronte

But there's this one difference: one is gold put to the use of paving-stones, and the other is tin polished to ape a service of silver. Mine has nothing valuable about it; yet I shall have the merit of making it go as far as such poor stuff can go. His had first-rate qualities, and they are lost, rendered worst than unavailing. — Emily Bronte

Joseph is the wearisomest and self-righteous Pharisee who ever ransacked the Bible to rake the promises to himself and fling the curses on his neighbor. — Emily Bronte

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

He... was attached by ties stronger than reason could break -- chains, forged by habit, which it would be cruel to attempt to loosen. — Emily Bronte

I'll be as dirty as I please, and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty! — Emily Bronte

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

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. — Emily Bronte

A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself. — Emily Bronte

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

Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, All soft and still and fair; The solemn hour of midnight Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere, But most where trees are sending Their breezy boughs on high, Or stooping low are lending A shelter from the sky. And there in those wild bowers A lovely form is laid; Green grass and dew-steeped flowers Wave gently round her head. — 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

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

He'll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to loved or hated again. — Emily Bronte

He’s more myself than I am — 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

Hush, my darling! Hush, hush, Catherine! I'll stay. If he shot me so, I'd expire with a blessing on my lips. — Emily Bronte

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

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

But you might as well bid a man struggling in the water, rest within arm's length of the shore! I must reach it first, and then I'll rest. — Emily Bronte

I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives! — Emily Bronte

I never told my love vocally still. — Emily Bronte

If I were in heaven, Nelly, I should be extremely miserable." "Because you are not fit to go there," I answered. "All sinners would be miserable in heaven. — Emily Bronte

They forgot everything the minute they were together again. — Emily Bronte

Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. But if you be afraid of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in. — Emily Bronte

I can say with sincerity that I like cats... A cat is an animal which has more human feelings than almost any other. — Emily Bronte

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

She went of her own accord,' answered the master; 'she has a right to go if she please. Trouble me no more about her. Hereafter she is only me sister in name: not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me. — Emily Bronte

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! — Emily Bronte

We must be for ourselves in the long run; the mild and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering. — Emily Bronte

Riches I hold in light esteem, And love I laugh to scorn, And lust of fame was but a dream That vanished with the morn. And if I pray, the only prayer That moves my lips for me Is, 'Leave the heart that now I bear, And give me liberty!' 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

Look on the grave where thou must sleep Thy last, and strongest foe; It is endurance not to weep, If that repose seem woe. — Emily Bronte

Are you acquainted with the mood of mind in which, if you were seated alone, and the cat licking its kitten on the rug before you, you would watch the operation so intently that puss's neglect of one ear would put you seriously out of temper? — Emily Bronte

I pray every night that I may live after him; because I would rather be miserable than that he should be — that proves I love him better than myself. — Emily Bronte

Life Lessons by Emily Bronte

1. Emily Bronte teaches us to never give up on our dreams and to never be afraid to express our true selves. She also reminds us to stay true to our values and to always be open to learning new things.
2. Emily Bronte's work shows us the importance of standing up for ourselves and our beliefs, even when it is difficult or unpopular to do so.
3. Finally, Emily Bronte encourages us to find beauty in the everyday and to appreciate the small moments of joy in life.