I wish I could hold you,' she continued, bitterly, 'till we were both dead! I shouldn't care what you suffered. I care nothing for your sufferings. Why shouldn't you suffer? I do! Will you forget me? Will you be happy when I am in the earth? Will you say twenty years hence, "That's the grave of Catherine Earnshaw? I loved her long ago, and was wretched to lose her; but it is past. I've loved many others since: my children are dearer to me than she was; and, at death, I shall not rejoice that I are going to her: I shall be sorry that I must leave them!" Will you say so, Heathcliff?
Emily BrontëStichwörter: wuthering-heights
I know, by instinct, his reserve springs from an aversion to showy displays of feeling—to manifestations of mutual kindliness.
Emily BrontëYou inquire after my health - it is better; but while I remain cut off from all hope, and doomed to solitude, or the society of those who never did and never will like me, how can I be cheerful and well?
Emily BrontëCatherine usually sat by me, but to- day she stole nearer to Hareton; and I presently saw she would have no more discretion in her friendship than she had in her hostility.
Emily BrontëА и в края на краищата не вярвам да е мислила някому злото, понеже, веднъж успяла да ви разплаче не на шега, много нарядко се случваше да не заплаче заедно с вас и с това да не ви накара да спрете, за да можете да я утешите.
Emily BrontëI'm not going to act the lady among you, for fear I should starve .
Emily BrontëStichwörter: wuthering-heights gender-roles emily-bronte isabella-linton
En un sitio así yo sería capaz hasta de creer en un amor eterno, y eso que he creído siempre imposible que una pasión dure más de un año.
Emily BrontëÉl nunca llegará a saber cuánto le quiero, y no porque sea guapo, sino porque hay más de mí en él que en mí misma.
Emily BrontëPrecisamente los buenos son más egoístas que los dominantes.
Emily BrontëLa primavera pasada, por estas fechas, soñaba, Catherine, con tenerte bajo este techo; ahora, en cambio, quisiera verte dos o tres kilómetros más arriba, en aquellas colinas. El aire es allí tan puro, que estoy seguro que te curaría.
-Solo iré allí una vez -dijo la enferma-; tú me llevarás y yo me quedaré allí para siempre. La primavera próxima volverás a soñar con tenerme bajo este techo, y, al mirar atrás, te parecerá que ahora eras feliz.
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