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“Every leaf speaks bliss to me fluttering from the autumn tree.”
Bronte finds pure happiness in the simple sight of autumn leaves falling.
“Whatever our souls are made of his and mine are the same.”
— Emily Bronte
“I have dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after in the silence of my soul”
“Whatever our souls are made of his and mine are the same”
