Quotes from Emily Bronte

Your cold blood cannot be worked into a fever: your veins are full of ice-water; but mine are boiling, and the sight of such chillness makes them dance.

Good words., I replied. But deeds must prove it also.

Besides, he's mine, and I want the triumph of seeing my descendant fairly lord of their estates; my child hiring their children to till their fathers' lands for wages. That is the sole consideration which can make me endure the whelp: I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!

Cum a putut crede cineva vreodat? c? cei ce odihnesc în pacea p?mântului ar putea avea un somn tulburat?

I found him very intelligent on the topics we touched; and before I went home, I was encouraged so far as to volunteer another visit to-morrow.  He evidently wished no repetition of my intrusion. 

My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary.

That is not my Heathcliff. I shall love mine yet; and take him with me: he's in my soul.

have no pity! I have no pity! The more the worms writhe, the more I yearn to crush out their entrails! It is a moral teething; and I grind with greater energy in proportion to the increase of pain.

it is strange how custom can mould our tastes and ideas: many could not imagine the existence of happiness in a life of such complete exile from the world as you spend

pull his hair as you go by: I heard him snap his fingers."  Frances pulled his hair heartily, and then went and seated herself on her husband's knee, and there they were, like two babies, kissing and talking nonsense by the hour—foolish palaver that we should be ashamed of.  We made ourselves as snug as our means allowed

Not anxious to come in contact with their fangs, I sat still; but, imagining they would scarcely understand tacit insults, I unfortunately indulged in winking and making faces at the trio, and some turn of my physiognomy so irritated madam, that she suddenly broke into a fury and leapt on my knees. 

Es una tontería lamentarse de una desgracia con veinte años de anticipación.

Me parecía, instintivamente, que su reserva debía proceder de que era enemigo de dejar traslucir sus emociones. Debía de odiar y amar disimulándolo, y seguramente hubiera considerado como un impertinente a quien le amase o le odiase, a su vez.

Os meus grandes desgostos neste mundo foram os desgostos de Heathcliff, e eu acompanhei e senti cada um deles desde o início; é ele que me mantém viva. Se tudo o mais perecesse e ele ficasse, eu continuaria, mesmo assim, a existir; e, se tudo o mais ficasse e ele fosse aniquilado, o universo se tornaria para mim uma vastidão desconhecida, a que eu não teria a sensação de pertencer.

Seja qual for a matéria de que as nossas almas são feitas, a minha e a dele são iguais, e a do Linton é tão diferente delas como um raio de lua de um relâmpago, ou a geada do fogo.

It struck me soon, however, there would be more sense in endeavouring to repair some of his wrongs than shedding tears over them.

A good heart will help you to a bonny face

Wish and learn to smooth away the surly wrinkles, to raise your lids frankly, and change the fiends to confident, innocent angels, suspecting and doubting nothing, and always seeing friends where they are not sure of foes-- Don't get the expression of a vicious cur that appears to know the kicks it gets are its desert, and yet, hates all the world, as well as the kicker, for what it suffers.

No parson in the world ever pictured heaven so beautifully as they did, in their innocent talk

i have not broken your heart — you have broken it — and in breaking it, you have broken mine. (heathcliff to cathy, ch. I, p. 163)

what misery laid on Heathcliff could content me, unless I have a hand in it?  I'd rather he suffered less, if I might cause his sufferings and he might know that I was the cause.  Oh, I owe him so much. 

Antes me olvidaré de mi existencia que de ti

Depois de teres arrasado o meu palácio, não me construas uma choupana e penses que estás a ser muito caridosa por isso.

I've done no injustice, and I repent of nothing. I'm too happy; and yet I'm not happy enough. My soul's bliss kills my body, but does not satisfy itself.