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.

Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us.

I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.

I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow.

Cathy, this lamb of yours threatens like a bull!' he said. 'It is in danger of splitting its skull against my knuckles. By God! Mr. Linton, I'm mortally sorry that you are not worth knocking down!

She went of her own accord,' answered the master; 'she has a right to go if she please. Trouble me no more about her. Hereafter she is only me sister in name: not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me.

What kind of living will it be when you - Oh, God! Would you like to live with your soul in the grave?