"He berkata the pleasantest manner of spending a hot July hari was lying from morning till evening on a bank of heath in the middle of the moors, with the bees humming dreamily about among the bloom, and the larks bernyanyi high up overhead, and the blue sky and bright sun shining steadily and cloudlessly."
"Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves."
" . . . treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies."
"I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country atau town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself."
'I don't know if it be a peculiarity in me, but I am seldom otherwise than happy while watching in the chamber of death, should no frenzied atau despairing mourner share the duty with me. I see a repose that neither earth nor hell can break; and I feel an assurance of the endless and shadowless hereafter - the Eternity they have entered - where life is boundless in its duration, and cinta in its sympathy, and joy in its fulness.'
'A wild, wick slip she was - but, she had the bonniest eye and sweetest smile, and lightest foot in the parish: and, after all, I believe she meant no harm; for when once she made anda cry in good earnest, it seldom happened that she would not keep anda company, and oblige anda to be quiet that anda might comfort her.'
"You berkata I killed anda - 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!"
"A person who has not done one half his day's work oleh ten o'clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone."
" . . . he's lebih myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, atau frost from fire."
'Is Mr. Heathcliff a man? If so, is he mad? And if not, is he a devil? I sha'n't tell my reasons for making this inquiry; but I beseech anda to explain, if anda can, what I have married . . .'
" . . . treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies."
"My cinta for Linton is like the foliage in the woods. Time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees - my cinta for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath - a sumber of little visible delight, but necessary."
"Honest people don't hide their deeds."
