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Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living. You said I killed you--haunt me then. The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe--I know that ghosts have wandered the earth. 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 cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!
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love
haunting
malediction
heathcliff
restlessness
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Emily Brontë |
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"May she wake in torment!" he cried, with frightful vehemence, stamping his foot, and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. "Why, she's a liar to the end! Where is she? Not there--not in heaven--not perished--where? Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer--I repeat it till my tongue stiffens--May she wake in torment!" he cried, with frightful vehemence, stamping his foot, and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. "Why, she's a liar to the end! Where is she? Not there--not in heaven--not perished--where? Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer--I repeat it till my tongue stiffens--Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living; you said I killed you--haunt me, then! The murdered do haunt their murderers, I believe. I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. 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 cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!"
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hate
death
love
thwarted
malediction
obsession
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Emily Brontë |
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For him that stealeth, or borroweth and returneth not, this book from its owner, let it change into a serpent in his hand and rend him. Let him be struck with palsy, and all his members blasted. Let him languish in pain, crying aloud for mercy, and let there be no surcease to this agony till he sing in dissolution. Let bookworms gnaw his entrails in token of the worm that dieth not, and when at last he goeth to his last punishment, let the flames of hell consume him for ever. , from the monastery of San Pedro, Barcelona, Spain
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library
malediction
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Cornelia Funke |
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May the fleas of a thousand camels invade the crotch of the person that ruins your day. And may their arms be to short too scratch
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revenge
happy
humour
strife
funny
humor
inspirational
amusing
malediction
anger
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Keisha Keenleyside |
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There is no curse in Elvish, Entish, or the tongues of Men for this treachery.
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malediction
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
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In a calm, clear voice, she suggested that the wyrsa in question could do several highly improbable, athletically difficult and possibly biologically impractical things involving its own mother, a few household implements, and a dead fish.
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fantasy
malediction
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Mercedes Lackey |
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May the IRS find that you deduct your pet sheep as an entertainment expense.
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insult
humor
malediction
irs
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Christopher Moore |
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Curse Hermes and his multi-vitamins!
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malediction
hermes
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Rick Riordan |
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If I dropped a tear upon your hand, may it wither it up! If I spoke a gentle word in your hearing, may it deafen you! If I touched you with my lips, may the touch be poison to you! A curse upon this roof that gave me shelter! Sorrow and shame upon your head! Ruin upon all belonging to you!
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malediction
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Charles Dickens |