My sister Emily loved the moors. Flowers brighter than the rose bloomed in the blackest of the heath for her; out of a sullen hollow in a livid hillside her mind could make an Eden. She found in the bleak solitude many and dear delights; and not the least and best-loved was – liberty.

Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell (ed. The Floating Press, 2014) - ISBN: 9781776537051