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“And yet I cannot continue in this condition. I have to remind myself to breathe—almost to remind my heart to beat. I have a single wish, and my whole being and faculties are yearning to attain it.They have yearned towards it so long, and so unwaveringly, that I'm convinced it will be reached–and soon–because it has devoured my existence; I am swallowed in the anticipation of its fulfillment.”

“For what is not connected with her to me? and what does not recall her? In every cloud in every tree—filling the air at night, and caught by glimpses in every object, by day l am surrounded with her image. The most ordinary faces of men and women—my own features mock me with a resemblance. The entire world is a dreadful collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.”

“I looked round impatiently-I felt her by me-I could almost see her, and yet I could not. I ought to have sweat blood then, from the anguish of my yearning-from the fervour of my supplications to have but one glimpse. I had not one.
She showed herself, as she often was in life, a devil to me! And, since then, sometimes more and sometimes less, I've been the sport of that intolerable torture”

"I shan't speak to you, Mr. Heathcliff," answered Catherine. "Papa says you are a wicked man, and you hate both him and me; and Ellen says the same.
"That is nothing to the purpose,” said Heathcliff.

Pfff

“You said that I have killed you—haunt me then! The murdered do haunt their murderers. I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life. I cannot live without my soul!"

“Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You have killed yourself. You loved me—then what right had you to leave me? 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.”

“You are welcome to torture me to death for your amusement, only allow me to amuse myself a little in the same style, and refrain from insult as much as you are able. Having levelled my palace, don't erect a hovel and complacently admire your own charity in giving me that for a home.”