If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn't love as much in eighty years as I could in a day.
Emily BronteYou know, I've had a bitter, hard life since I last heard your voice and if I've survived it's all because of you.
Emily BronteShe bounded before me, and returned to my side, and was off again like a young greyhound; and, at first, I found plenty of entertaiment in listening to the larks singing far and near; and enjoying the sweet, warm sunshine; and watching her, my pet, and my delight, with her golden ringlets flying loose behind, and her bright cheek, as soft and pure in its bloom, as a wild rose, and her eyes radiant with cloudless pleasure. She was a happy creautre, and an angel in those those days. It is a pity she could not stay content.
Emily Bronte