He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of,... - Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
"He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same."
"He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same."
"Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies."
"I am seldom otherwise than happy while watching in the chamber of death... . I see a repose that neither earth nor hell can break, and I feel an assurance of the endless and shadowless hereafter--the Eternity they have entered--where life is boundless in its duration, and love in its sympathy, and joy in its fulness."
"And I pray one prayer--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!...Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!"
"You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence!"
"If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger."