Quotes from Emily Bronte

Al??kanl?k denen ÅŸeyin zevklerimizi, düÅŸüncelerimizi bu kadar etkilemesi ne tuhaf...

Ele nunca saberá como eu o amo; e não é por ele ser bonito, Nelly mas por ele ser mais parecido comigo do que eu própria. Seja qual for a matéria do que nossas almas são feitas, a minha e a dele são iguais, e a do Linton é tão diferente delas como um raio de lua num relâmpago, ou a geada de fogo

In all the lonely landscape round I see no sight and hear no sound Except the wind that far away Comes sighing over the heathy sea

We do sometimes pity creatures that have none of the feeling either for themselves or others

ona je tako beskrajno iznad njih - iznad svakoga na svijetu, nije li tako, Nelly?

My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary.

I tell you I have nearly attained my heaven; and that of others is altogether undervalued and uncoveted by me.'' Heathcliff

That is not my Heathcliff. I shall love mine yet; and take him with me: he's in my soul.

She never had power to conceal her passion, it always set her whole complexion in a blaze.

Rimani con me sempre, prendi qualsiasi forma, fammi diventar pazzo! Soltanto non lasciarmi in questo abisso, dove non posso trovarti! Oh Dio; è indicibile! Non posso vivere senza la mia vita! Non posso vivere senza l'anima mia!

A che scopo sarei io stata creata se fossi interamente contenuta in me stessa?

Non saprà mai quanto io lo ami: e questo non perché è bello Nelly, ma perché lui è più me di me stessa. Di qualsiasi cosa siano fatte le nostre anime, la sua e la mia sono simili; e l'anima di Linton è differente come un raggio di luna dal lampo, o il gelo dal fuoco.

Non rivelai mai il mio amore verbalmente; però se gli sguardi hanno un linguaggio, anche il più perfetto idiota avrebbe potuto indovinare che ne ero perdutamente innamorato.

We ask for nothing further here But our own hearts and liberty

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire.

Is it that they think it a duty to be continually talking,' pursued she: 'and so never pause to think, but fill up with aimless trifles and vain repetitions when subjects of real interest fail to present themselves, or do they really take a pleasure in such discourse?

Mi existencia se resumiría en dos frases: condenación y muerte.

The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don't turn against him; they crush those beneath them.

I must, then, repeat continually that we are for ever sundered: — and yet, while I breathe and think, I must love him.

I am now quite content in my seeking pleasure in society be it country or town, a sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.

I wish I were out of doors! I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free; and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I so changed? why does my blood rush into a hell of tumult at a few words? I'm sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.

Las personas sienten con los corazones, y, dado que él ha destruido el mío, yo no tengo capacidad de sentir nada por él

False friends will launch their covert sneers; True friends will wish me dead; And I shall cause the bitterest tears That you have ever shed.

Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.