He shall never know how I love him

He possessed the power to depart, as much as a cat possesses the power to leave a mouse half killed, or a bird half eaten.

he couldn’t love as much in eighty years, as i could in a day. (heathcliff about edgar, ch. XIV, p. 148)

Você pode lutar, por amor, com esse diabo o tempo que quiser; quando a hora chegar, nem todos os santos do céu terão poder para salvá-lo!

He shall never know how I love him; and that, not because he’s handsome, Nelly, but because he‘s more myself than I am. 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. (Catherine about Heathcliff and Linton, ch. IX, p. 81)

I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer - but yours! How can I?

I have not broken your heart - you have broken it - and in breaking it, you have broken mine ... I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer - but yours! How can I?

Your cold blood cannot be worked into a fever; your veins are full of ice water; but mine are boiling, and the sight of such chillness makes them dance.

... I love him... not because he's handsome... but because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same...