
The Confession (c. 452?)
Book III, Ch. 2
Essais (1595), Book III
The Confession (c. 452?)
As cited in Country of My Skull, Antjie Krog, Random House, p. 270
Thus It Is, 1989, p. 151
As of a Trumpet, On Eagle's Wings, Thus It Is
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Catherine Earnshaw (Ch. IX).
Source: Wuthering Heights (1847)
Context: I can not express it; but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is, or should be an existence of yours beyond you. What were the use of creation if I were entirely contained here? My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff's miseries, and I watched and felt each from the beginning; 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 delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff - he's always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself - but as my own being; so, don't talk of our separation again - it is impracticable.
Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 331.
Source: Walden and Other Writings