...one is gold put to the use of paving-stones, and the other is tin polished to ape a service of silver.
heathcliff, ch21, wuthering heigts, emily bronte

roma★
wallacepolsom
Stranger Things

blake kathryn
Not today Justin

izzy's playlists!

titsay
Sweet Seals For You, Always

Product Placement
styofa doing anything

PR's Tumblrdome
trying on a metaphor

@theartofmadeline
art blog(derogatory)
Mike Driver

tannertan36
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
AnasAbdin

Andulka

ellievsbear

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from North Macedonia

seen from Switzerland

seen from China

seen from Spain

seen from Singapore
seen from Japan

seen from United States
seen from Türkiye

seen from Singapore

seen from Türkiye

seen from Ireland
seen from Canada

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Canada
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from China
@pendragonquotes
...one is gold put to the use of paving-stones, and the other is tin polished to ape a service of silver.
heathcliff, ch21, wuthering heigts, emily bronte
One hoped and the other despaired: they chose their own lots, and were righteously doomed to endure them.
nelly dean, ch17, wuthering heigts, emily bronte
I'm weary of enduring now, and I'd be glad of a retaliation that wouldn't recoil on myself; but treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends: they wound those who resort to them, worse than their enemies.
nelly dean, ch17, wuthering heigts, emily bronte
I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me.
isabella heathcliff nee linton, ch17, wuthering heigts, emily bronte
Monster! would that he could be blotted out of creation, and out of my memory!
isabella heathcliff nee linton, ch17, wuthering heights, emily bronte
Her life closed in a gentle dream - may she wake as kindly in the other world!
nelly dean, ch16, wuthering heights, emily bronte
She's fainted, or dead. So much the better.
nelly dean. ch15, wuthering heights, emily bronte
Don't torture me till I'm as mad as yourself.
hwathcliff, ch15, wuthering heights, emily bronte
I shouldn't care what you suffered. I care nothing for your sufferings.
catherine linton nee earnshaw, ch15, wuthering heights, emily bronte
He might as well plant an oak in a flower-pot, and expect it to thrive, as imagine he can restore her to vigour in the soil of his shallow cares!
heathcliff, ch14, wuthering heights, emily bronte
If she desired to go, she might: the nuisance of her presence outweighs the gratification to be derived from tormenting her!
heathcliff, ch14, wuthering heights, emily bronte
[...] it is some devil that urges me to thwart my own schemes by killing him - you fight against that devil for love as long as you may; when the time comes, not all the angels in heaven shall save him.
mr. earnshaw, ch13, wuthering heights, emily bronte
Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.
nelly dean, ch13, wuthering heights, emily bronte
I wish you joy of the milk-blooded coward, Cathy! I compliment you on your taste. And that is the slavering, shivering thing you preferred to me! I would not strike him with my fist, but I'd kick him with my foot, and experience considerable satisfaction.
heathcliff, ch11, wuthering heights, emily bronte
Your type is not a lamb; it's a sucking leveret.
catherine linton nee earnshaw, ch 11, wuthering heights, emily bronte
Your presence is a moral poison that would contaminate the most virtuous [...]
edgar linton, ch11, wuthering heights, emily bronte
Your bliss lies [...] in inflicting misery.
catherine linton nee earnshaw, ch11, wuthering heights, emily bronte