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and firstly, let me beware of the fascination that lurks in Catherine Heathcliff's brilliant eyes. I should be in a curious taking if I surrendered my heart to that young person, and the daughter turned out a second edition of the mother.
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- Nelly, nunca tens sonhos esquisitos? - perguntou, após uns momentos de reflexão.- Tenho, às vezes.- Também eu. Sonhos que me ficaram gravados na memória e modificaram as minhas ideias; percorreram-me toda, como o vinho através da água, e alteraram-me a cor dos pensamentos.
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I’ll not lie there by myself: they may bury me twelve feet deep and throw the church down over me; but I won’t rest till you are with me… I never will!
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The subjects had, indeed, risen vividly on my mind. As I saw them with the spiritual eye, before I attempted to embody them, they were striking; but my hand would not second my fancy, and in each case it had wrought out but a pale portrait of the thing I had conceived.
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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. Nelly, I am Healthcliff! He's always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.
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I could see every pebble on the path, and every blade of grass, by that splendid moon.
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May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you - haunt me, then.
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I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine.
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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.
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