However , itโs over, and Iโll take no revenge on his folly โ I can afford to suffer anything, hereafter! Should the meanest thing alive slap me on the cheek, Iโd not only turn the other, but Iโd ask pardon for provoking it โ and, as proof, Iโll go make my peace with Edgar instantly โ Good night โ Iโm an angel!
Emily BronteRiches I hold in light esteem, And love I laugh to scorn, And lust of fame was but a dream That vanished with the morn. And if I pray, the only prayer That moves my lips for me Is, 'Leave the heart that now I bear, And give me liberty!' Yes, as my swift days near their goal, 'Tis all that I implore - In life and death, a chainless soul, With courage to endure.
Emily Bronte