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.
We need to slow them down, take their time and space and their excitement away.
(April 06, 1977 - )
I came, I saw, I conquered.
The man who has no imagination has no wings.