I believe I may assert that they were really in possession of deep and growing happiness. It ended. Well, we must be for ourselves in the long run; the mild and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering- and it ended when circumstances caused each to feel that the one's interest was not in the chief consideration in the other's thoughts.

I 'never told my love' vocally; still, if looks have language, the merest idiot might have guessed I was over head and ears;

I’d soon put that little canary into the park on a winter’s day as recommend you to bestow your heart on him!

The greatest punishment we could invent for her was to keep her separate from him…

My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! 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.

I love my murderer--but yours? How can I?

Juega con la flor perfumada,La rama tierna del joven árbol,Y deja mis sentimientos humanosEn su propio cauce inquieto.

My poor little sister-in-law is breaking her heart by mere contemplation of your physical and moral beauty.

I never told my love vocally still.