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"I submit all my plays to the National Theatre for rejection. To assure myself I am seeing clearly."
"What business had I to think of one that never thought of me?"
"I take rejection as someone blowing a bugle in my ear to wake me up and get going, rather than retreat."
"They were not bound to regard with affection a thing that could not sympathise with one amongst them; a heterogeneous thing, opposed to them in temperament, in capacity, in propensities; a useless thing, incapable of serving their interest, or adding to their pleasure; a noxious thing, cherishing the germs of indignation at their treatment, of contempt of their judgment. I know that had I been a sanguine, brilliant, careless, exacting, handsome, romping child-though equally dependent and friendless-Mrs. Reed would have endured my presence more complacently; her children would have entertained..."
Explore more quotes by Emily Bronte
"And, even yet, I dare not let it languish,Dare not indulge in memory's rapturous pain;Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish,How could I seek the empty world again?"
"For the space of half a year, the gunpowder lay as harmless as sand, because no fire came near to explode it."
"But you might as well bid a man struggling in the water, rest within arm's length of the shore! I must reach it first, and then I'll rest."
"I have dreamt in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind. And this is one: I'm going to tell it - but take care not to smile at any part of it."
"No parson in the world ever pictured heaven so beautifully as they did, in their innocent talk."
"He might as well plant an oak in a flowerpot, and expect it to thrive, as imagine he can restore her to vigour in the soil of his shallow cares!"
"Then dawns the Invisible; the Unseen its truth reveals;My outward sense is gone, my inward essence feels:Its wings are almost free - its home, its harbour found,Measuring the gulph, it stoops and dares the final bound,'Oh I dreadful is the check - intense the agony - When the ear begins to hear, and the eye begins to see;When the pulse begins to throb, the brain to think again;The soul to feel the flesh, and the flesh to feel the chain."
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