I want you to be aware that I know you have treated me infernally! And, if you flatter yourself that I don't perceive it you are a fool - and if you think I can be consoled by sweet words you are an idiot - and if you fancy I'll suffer unrevenged, I'll convince you of the contrary, in a very little while!
You may fancy a glimpse of the abyss where I grovelled!
I have no pity! I have no pity! The more worms writhe, the more I yearn to crush out their entrails! It is a moral teething, and I grind with greater energy, in proportion to the increase of pain.
Love never dies.
The wind I hear it sighing, with autumn's saddest sound; withered leaves all thick are lying, as spring-flowers on the ground. This dark night has won me to wander far away; old feelings gather fast upon me.
He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle, and dance in a glorious jubilee.
THEY are afraid of nothing,' I grumbled, watching their approach through the window. 'Together, they would brave Satan and all his legions.
He turned, as he spoke, a peculiar look in her direction, a look of hatred unless he has a most perverse set of facial muscles that will not, like those of other people, interpret the language of his soul.
She was a wild, wicked, slip of a girl. She burned too bright for this world.
I wish I could hold you," she continued bitterly, "till we were both dead!
In all of England, I do not believe that I could have fixed on a situation so completely removed from the stir of society. A perfect misanthropist's Heaven.
It ended. Well, we must be for ourselves in the long run; the mild and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering; and it ended when circumstances caused each to feel that one's interest was not the chief consideration in the other's thoughts.
His reserve springs from an aversion to showy displays of feeling—to manifestations of mutual kindliness. He'll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to be loved or hated again.
To sneer at his imperfect attempt was very bad breeding.
I have just returned from a visit to my landlord - the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.
My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He's always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being. So don't talk of our separation again: it is impracticable; . . .
She burned too bright for this world.
Besides, with this creed, I can so clearly distinguish between the criminal and his crime, I can so sincerely forgive the first while I abhor the last; with this creed, revenge never worries my heart, degradation never too deeply disgusts me, injustice never crushes me too low; I live in calm, looking to the end.
I shall not stand to be laughed at. I shall not bear it!
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!
Now all is dashed wrong; by the fool's craving to hear evil of self, that haunts some people like a demon!
I'd soon put that little canary into the park on a winter's day as recommend you to bestow your heart on him!
He was, and is yet, most likely, the wearisomest, self-righteous pharisee that ever ransacked a Bible to rake the promises to himself, and fling the curses on his neighbours.
If he loved you with all the power of his soul for a whole lifetime, he couldn't love you as much as I do in a single day.
She might have been living yet, if it had not been for him!
I certainly esteem myself a steady, reasonable kind of body ... not exactly from living among the hills, and seeing one set of faces, and one series of actions, from year's end to year's end: but I have undergone sharp discipline which has taught me wisdom; and then, I have read more than you would fancy.
How often am I to call you? There are only a few red ashes now. Joseph! come this moment.' Vigorous puffs, and a resolute stare into the grate, declared he had no ear.
I reject any pretence at kindness you have the hypocrisy to offer.
It would degrade me to marry Heathcliff now; so he shall never know how I love him: and that, not because he's handsome, Nelly, but because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire.
He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same…my great thought in living is himself. 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. I should not seem a part of it.
I never told my love vocally still.
The mild and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering.
Happily, the architect had foresight to build it strong: the narrow windows are deeply set in the wall, and the corners defended with large jutting stones. Before.
I went about my house hold duties, convinced that the Grange had but one sensible soul in its walls, and that lodged in my body.
You are one of those things that are ever found when least wanted, and when you are wanted, never!
I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me.
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.
Terror made me cruel.
Hush, child, hush! Well, then, it is my darling! wisht, dry thy eyes--there's a joy; kiss me. What! it won't? Kiss me, Hareton! Damn thee, kiss me! By God, as if I would rear such a monster! As sure as I'm living, I'll break the brat's neck.
But there's this difference; one is gold put to the use of paving-stones, and the other is tin polished to ape a service of silver.
I have a good many books on hand, but I am sorry to say that as usual I make small progress with any.
By this curious turn of disposition I have gained the reputation of deliberate heartlessness; how undeserved, I alone can appreciate.
I hate him for himself, but despise him for the memories he revives.
She did not yell out -- no! she would have scorned to do it, if she had been spitted on the horns of a mad cow. I did, though! I vociferated curses enough to annihilate any fiend in Christendom.
And you, you worthless—' he broke out as I entered, turning to his daughter-in-law, and employing an epithet as harmless as duck, or sheep, but generally represented by a dash—.
Hereafter she is only my sister in name; not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me.
The entire world is a dreadful collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her!
Good words.", I replied. "But deeds must prove it also.
Heathcliff, make the world stop right here. Make everything stop and stand still and never move again. Make the moors never change and you and I never change.
