Wuthering Heights Quotes

“Non saprà mai quanto io lo ami: e questo non perché è bello Nelly, ma perché lui è più me di me stessa. Di qualsiasi cosa siano fatte le nostre anime, la sua e la mia sono simili; e l’anima di Linton è differente come un raggio di luna dal lampo, o il gelo dal fuoco.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“Nestling with closed lids, half thinking, half dreaming, happier than words can express.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“Non rivelai mai il mio amore verbalmente; però se gli sguardi hanno un linguaggio, anche il più perfetto idiota avrebbe potuto indovinare che ne ero perdutamente innamorato.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“A che scopo sarei io stata creata se fossi interamente contenuta in me stessa?”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“Rimani con me sempre, prendi qualsiasi forma, fammi diventar pazzo! Soltanto non lasciarmi in questo abisso, dove non posso trovarti! Oh Dio; è indicibile! Non posso vivere senza la mia vita! Non posso vivere senza l’anima mia!”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“She stepped behind me and whispered crossly, ‘Take yourself and your dusters off; when company are in the house, servants don't commence scouring and cleaning in the room where they are!'

‘It's a good opportunity, now that master is away,' I answered aloud: ‘he hates me to be fidgeting over these things in his presence - I'm sure Mr. Edgar will excuse me.'

‘I hate you to be fidgeting in my presence,' exclaimed the young lady imperiously, not allowing her guest time to speak: she had failed to recover her equanimity since the little dispute with Heathcliff.

‘I'm sorry for it, Miss Catherin!'' was my response; and I proceeded assiduously with my occupation.

She, supposing Edgar could not see her, snatched the cloth from my hand, and pinched me, with a prolonged wrench, very spitefully on the arm.

I've said I did not love her, and rather relished mortifying her vanity now and then: besides, she hurt me extremely; so I started up from my knees, and screamed out.

‘Oh, Miss, that's a nasty trick! You have no right to nip me, and I'm not going to bear it.'

'I didn't touch you, you lying creature!' cried she, her fingers tingling to repeat the act, and her ears red with rage. She never had power to conceal her passion, it always set her whole complexion in a blaze.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“A very agreeable portrait,' [of Edgar Linton] I observed to the housekeeper. 'Is it like?'

'Yes,' she answered; 'but he looked better when he was animated; that is his everyday countenance; he wanted spirit in general.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights