"Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree." ~Emily Bronte
"He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.” ~Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
"She was a wild, wicked slip of a girl. She burned too bright for this world." ~Emily Bronte
"Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies." ~Emily Bronte (1818-1848)
"Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same." ~Emily Bronte
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"Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same." ~Emily Bronte
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