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RSS(…) My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff’s miseries, and I watched and felt each from the beggining; my great thought in living is himself. If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and, if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the Universe would turn to a mighty stranger. I should not seem a part of it. My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods. Time will change it, I’m well aware, as winter changes the trees - my love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath - a source of little visible light, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff - he’s always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure, any more than I am a pleasure to myself - but as my own being (…)
- Cathy Earnshaw in Wuthering Heights (Emily Brontë, 1847)
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