Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes...
Emily BrontëI have fled my country and gone to the heather.
Emily BrontëBut you might as well bid a man struggling in the water, rest within arm's length of the shore! I must reach it first, and then I'll rest.
Emily BrontëStichwörter: goals determination struggle rest
I hate him for himself, but despise him for the memories he revives.
Emily BrontëWhatever 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
Emily BrontëHe had been content with daily labour and rough animal enjoyments, 'till Catherine crossed his path. Shame at her scorn, and hope of her approval, were his first prompts to higher pursuits; and, instead of guarding him from one and winning him to the other, his endeavors to raise himself had produced just the contrary result.
Emily BrontëStichwörter: wuthering-heights emily-bronte
Earnshaw was not to be civilized with a wish, and my young lady was no philosopher, and no paragon of patience; but both their minds tending to the same point—one loving and desiring to esteem, and the other loving and desiring to be esteemed—they contrived in the end to reach it.
Emily BrontëNay, you'll be ashamed of me everyday of your life," he answered; "and the more ashamed, the more you know me; and I cannot bide it.
Emily BrontëStichwörter: wuthering-heights emily-bronte
It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
Emily BrontëStichwörter: conversation
I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing.
Emily BrontëStichwörter: heathcliff gothic
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