Daniela

“The Night Is Darkening Round M

The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me,
And I cannot, cannot go.

The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow;
The storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.

Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below;
But nothing drear can move me;
I will not, cannot go.”
― Emily Brontë

“Would you like to live with your soul in the grave?”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them, and that is eternity.”
― Edvard Munch

“The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights