A person who has not done one half his day's work by ten o clock, ...

A person who has not done one half his day's work by ten o clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.

Terror made me cruel.

Honest people don't hide their deeds.

Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.

I see heaven's glories shine and faith shines equal.

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

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

I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.

I'll walk where my own nature would be leading: It vexes me to choose another guide.

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

If I could I would always work in silence and obscurity, and let my efforts be known by their results.

If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn't love as much in eighty years as I could in a day.

Having leveled my palace, don't erect a hovel and complacently admire your own charity in giving me that for a home.

A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.

I cannot express it: but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is, or should be, an existence of yours beyond you.

I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.

Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?

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.

I have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.

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 can not live without my life! I can not live without my soul!

However , it’s over, and I’ll take no revenge on his folly – I can afford to suffer anything, hereafter! Should the meanest thing alive slap me on the cheek, I’d not only turn the other, but I’d ask pardon for provoking it – and, as proof, I’ll go make my peace with Edgar instantly – Good night – I’m an angel!

You loved me-then what right had you to leave me? What right-answer me-for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart- you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine." ~Heathcliff

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