WH Quotes - Isolation/Separation/Lost love Flashcards
[Lockwood] “The intense horror of nightmare came over me: I tried to draw back my arm, but the hand clung to it, and a most melancholy voice sobbed, ‘Let me in-let me in!’ ‘Who are you?’ I asked, struggling, meanwhile, to disengage myself. ‘Catherine Linton,’ it replied, shiveringly (why did I think of Linton? I had read Earnshaw twenty times for Linton); ‘I’m come home; I’d lost my way on the moor!’”
Chapter 3, Page 17, middle
[Lockwood describing Heathcliff] “he got on to the bed, and wrenched open the lattice, bursting, as he pulled at it, into an uncontrollable passion of tears. ‘Come in! come in!’ he sobbed. ‘Cathy, do come. Oh do-once more! Oh! my heart’s darling; hear me this time, Catherine, at last!’ The spectre showed a spectre’s ordinary caprice: it gave no sign of being; but the snow and wind whirled wildly through even reaching my station, and blowing out the light”
Chapter 3, Page 20, bottom
[Nelly] “She was much too fond of Heathcliff. The greatest punishment we could invent for her was to keep her separate from him”
Chapter 5, Page 29, middle
[Heathcliff] “I’ve fought through a bitter life since I last heard your voice; and you must forgive me, for I struggled only for you!”
Chapter 10, Page 70, top
[Heathcliff] “Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy?”
Chapter 15, Page 117, middle
[Heathcliff] “I love my murderer-but yours! How can I?”
Chapter 15, Page 117, bottom
[Heathcliff’s grief for Cathy] “haunt me, then! …take any form-drive me mad! Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! It is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!”
Chapter 16, Page 122, top
[Heathcliff] “She has disturbed me, night and day, through eighteen years-incessantly-remorselessly-till yesternight; and yesternight I was tranquil. I dreamt I was sleeping the last sleep by that sleeper, with my heart stopped and my cheek frozen against hers.”
Chapter 29, Page 209, 2/3rds down
“I felt her by me - I could almost see her, and yet I could not! I ought to have sweat blood then, from the anguish of my yearning… She showed herself, as she often was in life, a devil to me! And, since then, sometimes more and sometimes less, I’ve been the sport of that intolerable torture! Infernal!”
Chapter 29, Page 210, 2/3rds down
[Heathcliff] “It was a strange way of killing: not by inches, but by fractions of hairbreadths, to beguile me with the spectre of a hope through eighteen years!”
Chapter 29, Page 211, top
[Heathcliff] “I cannot look down to this floor, but her features are shaped in the flags! In every cloud, in every tree - filling the air at night, and caught by glimpses in every object by day - I am surrounded with her image! The most ordinary faces of men and women - my own features - mock me with a resemblance. The entire world is a dreadful collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her!”
Chapter 33, Page 235, middle
