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“What a troublesome world this is, when one has the most right to expect it to be as agreeable as possible.”
― Charles Dickens, David Copperfield

“My flesh and blood...when it rises against me, is not my flesh and blood. I discard it.”
― Charles Dickens, David Copperfield

“If I felt less, I could do more.”
― Charles Dickens, David Copperfield

“Luck, you see, brings bitter friends.”
― John Steinbeck, The Pearl

“Time is, time was, but time shall be no more.”
― James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

“She's mad, but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire.”
― Charles Bukowski

“I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn't have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn't make for an interesting person. I didn't want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone. On the other hand, when I got drunk I screamed, went crazy, got all out of hand. One kind of behavior didn't fit the other. I didn't care.”
― Charles Bukowski, Women

“I was glad I wasn't in love, that I wasn't happy with the world. I like being at odds with everything. People in love often become edgy, dangerous. They lose their sense of perspective. They lose their sense of humor. They become nervous, psychotic bores. They even become killers.”
― Charles Bukowski, Women

“There's no way I can stop writing, it's a form of insanity.”
― Charles Bukowski, Women

“Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one and there isn’t even a number two.”
― Charles Bukowski, Women

“The good parts of our relationship felt like a rat walking around and gnawing at the inside of my stomach.”
― Charles Bukowski, Women

“And I can't be running back and fourth forever between grief and high delight.”
― J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey

“We're the tattooed lady, and we're never going to have a minute's peace, the rest of our lives, until everybody else is tattooed, too.”
― J.D. Salinger

“It is the return of a dog to his vomit.”
― Paul Verlaine, Confessions

“Rumour has a hundred mouths.”
― Paul Verlaine, Confessions

“...a true narrative like time and tide must run its course and would respect no man.”
― Thomas Hardy, Far From the Madding Crowd

“...reminiscence is less an endowment than a disease...”
― Thomas Hardy, Far From the Madding Crowd

“Our moods meet in the wrong places.”
― Thomas Hardy, Far From the Madding Crowd

“It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn.”
― Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights

“May she wake in torment!" he cried, with frightful vehemence, stamping his foot, and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. "Why, she's a liar to the end! Where is she? Not there—not in heaven—not perished—where? Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer—I repeat it till my tongue stiffens—May she wake in torment!" he cried, with frightful vehemence, stamping his foot, and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. "Why, she's a liar to the end! Where is she? Not there—not in heaven—not perished—where? Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! 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! The murdered do haunt their murderers, I believe. 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! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“Heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee. I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence!”
― Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights

“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“But you might as well bid a man struggling in the water, rest within arm's length of the shore! I must reach it first, and then I'll rest.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“I have no pity! I have no pity! The more 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.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“It's a rough journey, and a sad heart to travel it; and we must pass by Gimmerton Kirk, to go that journey! We've braved its ghosts often together, and dared each other to stand among the graves and ask them to come. But Heathcliff, if I dare you now, will you venture? If you do, I'll keep you. I'll not lie there by myself; they may bury me twelve feet deep, and throw the church down over me, but I won't rest till you are with me. I never will!"

She paused, and resumed with a strange smile, "He's considering-he'd rather I'd come to him! Find a way, then! not through that Kirkyard. You are slow! Be content, you always followed me!”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“You fight against that devil for love as long as you may; when the time comes, not all the angels in heaven shall save him!”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“I might as well have struggled with a bear or reasoned with a lunatic.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights