“My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Healthcliff! 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.”
― Wuthering Heights
― Wuthering Heights
“Everything about the stranger radiated sensual grace and ease. High Fae, no doubt. His short black hair gleamed like a raven's feathers, offsetting his pale skin and blue eyes so deep they were violet, eevn in the firelight They twinkled with amusent as he beheld me.”
― A Court of Thorns and Roses
― A Court of Thorns and Roses
“There are those who seek me a lifetime but never we meet,
And those i kiss but who trample me beneath ungrateful feet.
At times i seem to favor the clever and the fair,
But i bless all those who are brave enough to dare.
By large, my ministrations are soft-handed and sweet,
But scorned, i become a difficult beast to defeat.
For though my strikes lands a powerful blow,
When i kill, I do it slow....”
― A Court of Thorns and Roses
And those i kiss but who trample me beneath ungrateful feet.
At times i seem to favor the clever and the fair,
But i bless all those who are brave enough to dare.
By large, my ministrations are soft-handed and sweet,
But scorned, i become a difficult beast to defeat.
For though my strikes lands a powerful blow,
When i kill, I do it slow....”
― A Court of Thorns and Roses
“I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!”
― Wuthering Heights
― Wuthering Heights
“Yet I was a fool to fancy for a moment that she valued Edgar Linton's attachment more than mine -- If he love with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn't love as much in eighty years, as I could in a day. And Catherine has a heart as deep as I have; the sea could be as readily contained in that horse-trough, as her whole affection be monopolized by him -- Tush! He is scarcely a degree dearer to her than her dog, or her horse -- It is not in him to be loved like me, how can she love in him what he has not?”
― Wuthering Heights
― Wuthering Heights
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