Quotes from Emily Bronte

I'll walk where my own nature would be leading: It vexes me to choose another guide.

No puedo vivir sin mi vida! ¡No puedo vivir sin mi alma!

Now all is dashed wrong; by the fool's craving to hear evil of self, that haunts some people like a demon!

Ah, vieste não é, Edgar Linton? - disse, com irada excitação.- És uma dessas coisas que sempre encontramos quando menos as queremos, e que quando são desejadas, nunca se encontram!

It is hard to forgive, and to look at those eyes, and feel those wasted hands,' he answered.  'Kiss me again; and don't let me see your eyes!  I forgive what you have done to me.  I love my murderer—but yours!  How can I?

So, with a ready heart I swore To seek their altar-stone no more; And gave my spirit to adore Thee, ever-present, phantom thing My slave, my comrade, my king

I repeat it till my tongue stiffens—Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living; you said I killed you—haunt me, then!

The longer he stood, the plainer his reflections revealed their blackness through his features.

And once, Hareton, I came upon a secret stock in your room... some Latin and Greek, and some tales and poetry... But I've most of them written on my brain and printed in my heart, and you cannot deprive me of those!

I tell you I have nearly attained MY heaven; and that of others is altogether unvalued and uncovered by me.

Mr. Heathcliff, you have nobody to love you; and, however miserable you make us, we shall still have the revenge of thinking that your cruelty rises from your greater misery! You are miseable, are you not? Lonely, like the devil, and envious like him? Nobody loves you - nobody will cry for you, when you die! I wouldnt't be you!

I was weeping as much for him as her: we do sometimes pity creatures that have none of the feeling either for themselves or others. 

Half thinking, half dreaming, happier than words can express.

Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.  But, if you be ashamed of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in.  You must go up and offer to kiss her, and say—you know best what to say; only do it heartily, and not as if you thought her converted into a stranger by her grand dress. 

Se acercó y le alargó la mano. Hareton se puso sombrío como una nube de tormenta, apretó los puños y miró al suelo. Pero ella comprendió que aquello no era odio, sino testarudez, y, después de un instante de indecisión, se inclinó hacia él y le besó en la mejilla. Enseguida, se volvió a la ventana.

él nunca llegará a saber cuánto le quiero, y no porque sea guapo, sino porque hay más de mí en él que en mí misma. No sé qué composición tendrán nuestras almas, pero sea de lo que sea, la suya es igual a la mía

No wonder the grass grows up between the flags, and cattle are the only hedge- cutters.

Because you are not fit to go there,' I answered. 'All sinners would be miserable in heaven.

El tirano oprime a sus esclavos y éstos no se vuelven contra él; sino que aplastan a los que tienen debajo.

The merest idiot might have guessed I was over head and ears.

It is strange people should be so greedy when they are alone in the world!

I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches, and every word he says.  I love all his looks, and all his actions, and him entirely and altogether.  There now!

A pity,' observed I, 'you're so hard to please - so many friends and so few cares, and can't make yourself content!

The young man evidently thought it too bad that he should be laughed at for his ignorance, and then laughed at for trying to remove it.