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  • #1
    Emily Brontë
    “He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”
    Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

  • #2
    Emily Brontë
    “If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.”
    Emily Jane Brontë , Wuthering Heights

  • #3
    Emily Brontë
    “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 can not live without my life! I can not live without my soul!”
    Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

  • #4
    Oscar Wilde
    “Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #5
    Oscar Wilde
    “To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #6
    Oscar Wilde
    “Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #7
    If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use
    “If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #8
    Oscar Wilde
    “You can never be overdressed or overeducated.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #9
    Oscar Wilde
    “Experience is merely the name men gave to their mistakes.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

  • #10
    Sylvia Plath
    “I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #11
    Sylvia Plath
    “I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #12
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful.”
    Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

  • #13
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “If I cannot inspire love, I will cause fear!”
    Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

  • #14
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “I ought to be thy Adam, but I am rather the fallen angel...”
    Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

  • #15
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “Solitude was my only consolation - deep, dark, deathlike solitude.”
    Mary W. Shelley

  • #16
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.”
    Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

  • #17
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “The fallen angel becomes a malignant devil. Yet even that enemy of God and man had friends and associates in his desolation; I am alone.”
    Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

  • #18
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “I was benevolent and good; misery made me a fiend. Make me happy, and I shall again be virtuous.”
    Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

  • #19
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “Listen to me, Frankenstein. You accuse me of murder; and yet you would, with a satisfied conscience, destroy your own creature. Oh, praise the eternal justice of man!”
    Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

  • #20
    Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
    “The world was to me a secret which I desired to devine.”
    Mary Shelley, Frankenstein



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