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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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Emily Brontë |
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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!...Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!
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pain
love
wuthering-heights
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Emily Brontë |
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...I couldn't let go of the thought that it had, in fact, been he, restless and moody Heathcliff. Day after day, he floated through all the Wal-Marts in America, searching for me in a million lonely aisles.
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wuthering-heights
wal-mart
heathcliff
longing
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Marisha Pessl |
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He might as well plant an oak in a flowerpot, and expect it to thrive, as imagine he can restore her to vigour in the soil of his shallow cares!
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spirit
wuthering-heights
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Emily Brontë |
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"Earnshaw is quite a famous name, thanks to Miss Bronte . I did not realise there were Earnshaws in this country." Mrs. Earnshaw gave a sharp nod. "Aye. And Heathcliffs and Eyres, as well. Proper little thieves, those Bronte girls."
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humor
deanna-raybourn
lady-julia-grey
silent-on-the-moor
wuthering-heights
the-brontes
meta
jane-eyre
emily-bronte
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Deanna Raybourn |
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Banal sexism aside, I find myself tempted to read as one thick stacked act of revenge for all that life withheld from Emily. But the poetry shows traces of a deeper explanation. As if anger could be a kind of vocation for some women. It is a chilly thought.
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revenge
poem
poetry
wuthering-heights
emily-bronte
sexism
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Anne Carson |