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"She may have been among them but she could never be one of them. She was without inclusion for-as-much as she was not "one of the girls" and she wasn't "one of the guys." She was an outsider gazing in, endlessly comfortless, while they wished they had what it took to be less like the others and more like her."
"The image of God is in every human."
"When we speak, dress, and think like others, we live with the goal of achieving the approval they have."
"I'm not abnegation, I'm not dauntless, I am Divergent."
"I feel like how you matter is defined by the things that matter to you. You matter as much as the things that matter to you do. And I got so backwards, trying to make myself matter to him. All this time, there were real things to care about: real, good people who care about me, and this place. It's so easy to get stuck. You just get caught in being something, being special or cool or whatever, to the point where you don't even know why you need it; you just think you do."
"Your original self is worth more than your imitation of someone else."
"Without accepting ourselves, we try to meet requirements of society and do everything to be accepted."
"Find yourself, who are you?Choose yourself, who can you be?Define yourself to find your destination."
"It's not the appearance that makes a man, it's the man that makes an appearance."
"Ay every inch a king."
Explore more quotes by Emily Bronte
"I have dreamed 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."
"If I could I would always work in silence and obscurity, and let my efforts be known by their results."
"And I pray one prayer - I repeat it till my tongue stiffens - Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living! You said I killed you - haunt me, then!...Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!"
"He turned, as he spoke, a peculiar look in her direction, a look of hatred unless he has a most perverse set of facial muscles that will not, like those of other people, interpret the language of his soul."
"I love himnot because he's handsomebut because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same."
"Hope Was but a timid friend;She sat without the grated den,Watching how my fate would tend,Even as selfish-hearted men.She was cruel in her fear;Through the bars one dreary day,I looked out to see her there,And she turned her face away!Like a false guard, false watch keeping,Still, in strife, she whispered peace;She would sing while I was weeping;If I listened, she would cease.False she was, and unrelenting;When my last joys strewed the ground,Even Sorrow saw, repenting,Those sad relics scattered round;Hope, whose whisper would have givenBalm to all my frenzied pain,Stretched her wings, and soared to heaven,Went, and ne'er returned again!"
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