Heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Hei...
A good heart will help you to a bonny face my lad ... and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.
Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.
Having leveled my palace, don't erect a hovel and complacently admire your own charity in giving me that for a home.
Permítame que me tome la libertad de preguntarle cómo se las arregla para vivir sin libros.
I've no more business to marry Edgar Linton than I have to be in heaven and if the wicked man in there had not brought Heathcliff so low I shouldn't have thought of it. It would degrade me to marry He...
But I begin to fancy you don't like me. How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me. (Catherine Linton, nee Earnshaw)
I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after and changed my ideas: they've gone through and through me like wine through water and altered the color of my mind.
I have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.
Your presence is a moral poison that would contaminate the most virtuous
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 wo...
The thing that irks me most is this shattered prison, after all. 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 t...
I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.
If I could I would always work in silence and obscurity and let my efforts be known by their results.
I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.
I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free... Why am I so changed? I'm sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.
Yet I was a fool to fancy for a moment that she valued Edgar Linton's attachment more than mine -- If he love with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn't love as much in eighty years, as I coul...
Nelly, I am Heathcliff - he's always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure, any more then I am always a pleasure to myself - but, as my own being.
It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I would be your slave.