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“…and my mind is so eternally secluded in itself, it is tempting, at last, to turn it out to another.”

- Linton!

- Yes, father?

- Have you nothing to show your cousin, anywhere about; not even a rabbit, or a weasel's nest? Take her into the garden, before you change your shoes; and into the stable to see your horse.

- Wouldn't you rather sit here? (asked Linton, addressing Cathy in a tone which expressed reluctance to move again.)
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Big mood.

“Mrs Linton, on the third day, unbarred her door; and having finished the water in her pitcher and decanter, desired a renewed supply, and a basin of gruel, for she believed she was dying.”

If I ever become this dramatic, just go ahead and kill me.

‘And so do I. I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they've gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my mind.’

This book hates dogs.