Thoughts Are Tyrants That Return Again And

But You Might As Well Bid A Man Struggling In The Water, Rest Within Arm's Length Of The Shore! I Must Reach It First, And Then I'll Rest.

I Take So Little Interest In My Daily Life, That I Hardly Remember To Eat And Drink.

A Good Heart Will Help You To A Bonny Face, My Lad And A Bad One Will Turn The Bonniest Into Something Worse Than Ugly.

He Leant His Two Elbows On His Knees, And His Chin On His Hands And Remained Rapt In Dumb Meditation. On My Inquiring The Subject Of His Thoughts, He Answered Gravely 'i'm Trying To Settle How I Shall Pay Hindley Back. I Don't Care How Long I Wait, If I Can Only Do It At Last. I Hope He Will Not Die Before I Do!' 'for Shame, Heathcliff!' Said I. 'it Is For God To Punish Wicked People; We Should Learn To Forgive.' 'no, God Won’t Have The Satisfaction That I Shall,' He Returned. 'i Only Wish I Knew The Best Way! Let Me Alone, And I'll Plan It Out: While I'm Thinking Of That I Don't Feel Pain.

Honest People Don't Hide Their Deeds.