Emily Brontë

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“He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

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“But what misery laid on Heathcliff could content me, unless I have a hand in it? I'd rather he suffered less, if I might cause his sufferings, and he might know that I was the cause.”

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“I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free.”

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“And while I read, I sighed, for it seemed as if all joy had vanished from the world, never to be restored.”

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“You said I killed you-- haunt me, then!”