Emily Bronte (July 30, 1818 - December 19, 1848)
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Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
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 cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!
I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.
Having levelled my palace, don't erect a hovel and complacently admire your own charity in giving me that for a home.
Though earth and man were gone, / And suns and universes ceased to be, / And Thou were left alone, / Every existence would exist in Thee.
Californians seeking reform know better than to bank on media polls,
This active movement against the insults to the Prophet has been absent on many other issues which are no less important.
Look at me, with my pretty bracelet and tiara... I'm a f****n' princess!