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He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same
Emily Brontë
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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
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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!
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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
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Terror made me cruel
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