Bly

“And would it not be foolish to mourn a calamity above twenty years beforehand?”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“I have: the sea could be as readily contained in that horse-trough as her whole affection be monopolised by him.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“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.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“He has extinguished my love effectually, and so I’m at my ease. I can recollect yet how I loved him; and can dimly imagine that I could still be loving him, if—no, no! Even if he had doted on me, the devilish nature would have revealed its existence somehow.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights