I have to remind myself to breathe -- almost to remind my heart to beat!

I pray every night that I may live after him; because I would rather be miserable than that he should be — that proves I love him better than myself.

The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go.

Good words," I replied. "But deeds must prove it also; and after he is well, remember you don't forget resolutions formed in the hour of fear.

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 would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart- you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine." ~Heathcliff

It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world.