Any Relic Of The Dead Is Precious,

That Is How I'm Loved! Well, Never Mind. That Is Not My Heathcliff. I Shall Love Mine Yet; And Take Him With Me: He's In My Soul.

She Went Of Her Own Accord,' Answered The Master; 'she Has A Right To Go If She Please. Trouble Me No More About Her. Hereafter She Is Only Me Sister In Name: Not Because I Disown Her, But Because She Has Disowned Me.

Though Earth And Man Were Gone, And Suns And Universes Ceased To Be, And Thou Wert Left Alone, Every Existence Would Exist In Thee.

We Must Be For Ourselves In The Long Run; The Mild And Generous Are Only More Justly Selfish Than The Domineering.

He Had Been Content With Daily Labour And Rough Animal Enjoyments, 'till Catherine Crossed His Path. Shame At Her Scorn, And Hope Of Her Approval, Were His First Prompts To Higher Pursuits; And, Instead Of Guarding Him From One And Winning Him To The Other, His Endeavors To Raise Himself Had Produced Just The Contrary Result.