441 Quotes by Emily Brontë

If I could I would always work in silence and obscurity, and let my efforts be known by their results.

Thy mind is ever movingIn regions dark to thee;Recall its useless roving—Come back and dwell with me.

For the space of half a year, the gunpowder lay as harmless as sand, because no fire came near to explode it.

Gimmerton chapel bells were still ringing and the full, mellow flow of the beck in the valley came soothingly on the ear. It was a sweet substitute for the yet absent murmur of the summer foliage, which drowned that music about the Grange when the trees were in leaf.

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? why does my blood rush into a hell of tumult at a few words? I’m sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills. Open the window again wide: fasten it open!

In all the lonely landscape roundI see no sight and hear no soundExcept the wind that far awayComes sighing over the heathy sea

I dream of moon and misty hillWhere evening gathers, dark and chill

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.

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