More quotes by Emily Bronte

"Pessoas orgulhosas criam grandes tristezas para si mesmas"
"Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same."
"And from the midst of cheerless gloomI passed to bright unclouded day."
"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?"