Cathy, This Lamb Of Yours

I've No More Business To Marry Edgar Linton Than I Have To Be In Heaven And If The Wicked Man In There Had Not Brought Heathcliff So Low I Shouldn't Have Thought Of It. It Would Degrade Me To Marry Heathcliff Now So He Shall Never Know How I Love Him And That Not Because He's Handsome Nelly But Because He's More 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 Or Frost From Fire.

Last Night, I Was On The Threshold Of Hell. To-day, I Am Within Sight Of My Heaven. I Have My Eyes On It: Hardly Three Feet To Sever Me!

He... Was Attached By Ties Stronger Than Reason Could Break -- Chains, Forged By Habit, Which It Would Be Cruel To Attempt To Loosen.

I Gave Him My Heart, And He Took And Pinched It To Death; And Flung It Back To Me. People Feel With Their Hearts, Ellen, And Since He Has Destroyed Mine, I Have Not Power To Feel For Him.

He’s More Myself Than I Am