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Il mio amore per Linton è simile al fogliame del bosco; il tempo lo muterà, ne sono sicura, come l’inverno muta gli alberi; il mio amore per Heathcliff somiglia alle eterne rocce che stanno sottoterra: una sorgente di gioia poco visibile, ma necessaria.
