por isso ele nunca saberá o quanto o amo: e não por ele ser bonito, Nelly, mas por ele ser mais eu, do que eu própria. Não sei de que são feitas as nossas almas, mas elas são iguais; e a de Linton é tão diferente da minha quanto um raio de lua é diferente de um relâmpago, ou o fogo do gelo.
Emily BrontëWe're dismal enough without conjuring up ghosts and visions to perplex us.
Emily BrontëMy love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He’s always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.
Emily BrontëTag: love heathcliff constancy catherine
They forgot everything the minute they were together again.
Emily BrontëTag: friendship love
While enjoying a month of fine weather at the sea-coast, I was thrown into the company of a most fascinating creature: a real goddess in my eyes, as long as she took no notice of me. I 'never told my love' vocally; still, if looks have language, the merest idiot might have guessed I was over head and ears: she understood me at last, and looked a return - the sweetest of all imaginable looks. And what did I do? I confess it with shame - shrunk icily into myself, like a snail; at every glance retired colder and farther; till finally the poor innocent was led to doubt her own senses, and, overwhelmed with confusion at her supposed mistake, persuaded her mamma to decamp. By this curious turn of disposition I have gained the reputation of deliberate heartlessness; how undeserved, I alone can appreciate.
Emily BrontëNo coward soul is mine.
Emily BrontëEl mundo es para mi una horrenda colección de recuerdos diciéndome que ella vivió y que la he perdido.
Emily BrontëTag: spanish
Aunque él la amase con toda la fuerza de su mezquino ser, no la amaría tanto en ochenta años como yo en un día
Emily BrontëTag: spanish
Si él estuviera en mi lugar y yo en el suyo, aunque le odiara con un odio que convirtiera mi vida en hiel, nunca hubiera levantado la mano contra él. [...] nunca le hubiera echado de su compañía, mientras ella la deseara. En el momento en que el afecto desapareciera, yo le hubiera arrancado el corazón y bebido su sangre. Pero hasta entonces [...] me hubiera dejado morir a pedazos antes de tocar un solo pelo de su cabeza.
Emily BrontëTag: spanish cumbres-borrascosas
Atât de lipsită de speranţă e lumea din afară, încât de două ori mai preţioasă mi-e lumea din interior.
Emily BrontëTag: lume singuratate viață speranta
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