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Margaret Mitchell

No, I don’t think I will kiss you, although you need kissing, badly. That’s what’s wrong with you. You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how. —  Margaret Mitchell, Gone With the Wind. (Grand Central Publishing; Reprint edition April 1, 1999) Originally published 1936.

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Emily Brontë

I’m tired, tired of being enclosed here. I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there; not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart; but really with it, and in it. — Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights. (Thomas Cautley Newby December 1847)

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Colleen McCullough

There is a legend about a bird which sings just once in its life, more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth. From the moment it leaves the nest it searches for a thorn tree, and does not rest until it has found one. Then, singing among the savage branches, it… Continue reading Colleen McCullough

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Emily Brontë

You loved me-then what right had you to leave me? What right-answer me-for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart- you have broken it;… Continue reading Emily Brontë

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Emily Brontë

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! ― Emily Brontë , Wuthering Heights.… Continue reading Emily Brontë

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