45+ Best Wuthering Heights Quotes: Exclusive Selection

Wuthering Heights is a novel by Emily Brontë. It was published in 1847 under her pseudonym, Ellis Bell. It is her only finished novel. The narrative more or less relates a so-called “cuckoo’s” history. A foundling has inveigled property from the Earnshaw family and had a very strong bond with one of its members. Profoundly inspirational Wuthering Heights quotes will brighten up your day and make you feel ready to take on anything.

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Famous Wuthering Heights Quotes

Time brought resignation, and a melancholy sweeter than common joy. — Wuthering Heights

It is hard to forgive, and to look at those eyes, and feel those wasted hands,’ he answered. ‘Kiss me again; and don’t let me see your eyes! I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer—but yours! How can I? — Wuthering Heights

I’ll try to break their hearts by breaking my own. — Wuthering Heights

A person who has not done one half his day’s work by ten o’clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone. — Wuthering Heights

Honest people don’t hide their deeds. — Wuthering Heights

I was frightened, and Mrs. Earnshaw was ready to fling it out of doors: she did fly up, asking how he could fashion to bring that gipsy brat into the house, when they had their own bairns to feed and fend for? — Wuthering Heights

Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies. — Wuthering Heights

If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn’t love as much in eighty years as I could in a day. — Wuthering Heights

Heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy. — Wuthering Heights

Is Mr. Heathcliff a man? If so, is he mad? If not, is he a devil? — Wuthering Heights

I have dreamt in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind. — Wuthering Heights

I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart: but really with it, and in it. — Wuthering Heights

Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy. — Wuthering Heights

I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself. — Wuthering Heights

Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living. — Wuthering Heights

We must be for ourselves in the long run; the mild and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering. — Wuthering Heights

Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living. You said I killed you – haunt me then. The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe – I know that ghosts have wandered the earth. Be with me always – 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! — Wuthering Heights

He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton’s is as different as a moonbeam from lightening, or frost from fire. — Wuthering Heights

I want you to be aware that I know you have treated me infernally—infernally! . . . and if you think I can be consoled by sweet words, you are an idiot: and if you fancy I’ll suffer unrevenged, I’ll convince you of the contrary, in a very little while! Meantime, thank you for telling me your sister-in-law’s secret: I swear I’ll make the most of it. — Wuthering Heights

She was a wild, wicked slip of a girl. She burned too bright for this world. — Wuthering Heights

Wish and learn to smooth away the surly wrinkles, to raise your lids frankly, and change the fiends to confident, innocent angels, suspecting and doubting nothing, and always seeing friends where they are not sure of foes. — Wuthering Heights

A wild, wicked slip she was. — Wuthering Heights

I wish I were out of doors! I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free . . . and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! — Wuthering Heights

And I pray one prayer–I repeat it till my tongue stiffens–Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living! You said I killed you–haunt me, then!…Be with me always–take any form–drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! — Wuthering Heights

I have not broken your heart – you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. — Wuthering Heights

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. — Wuthering Heights

If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I would be your slave. — Wuthering Heights

You said I killed you—haunt me then! — Wuthering Heights

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. — Wuthering Heights

He might as well plant an oak in a flower-pot and expect it to thrive, as imagine he can restore her to vigor in the soil of his shallow cares! — Wuthering Heights

I have to remind myself to breathe – almost to remind my heart to beat! — Wuthering Heights

It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn. — Wuthering Heights

You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence! — Wuthering Heights

I have dreamt in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind. And this is one: I’m going to tell it – but take care not to smile at any part of it. — Wuthering Heights

I’ll be as dirty as I please, and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty! — Wuthering Heights

I hate him for himself, but despise him for the memories he revives. — Wuthering Heights

He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee. I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine. — Wuthering Heights

I lingered round them, under that benign sky: watched the moths fluttering among the heath and harebells, listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass, and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth. — Wuthering Heights

I get levers and mattocks to demolish the two houses, and train myself to be capable of working like Hercules, and when everything is ready and in my power, I find the will to lift a slate off either roof has vanished! My old enemies have not beaten me; now would be the precise time to revenge myself…But where is the use? I don’t care for striking…I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing. — Wuthering Heights

The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her. — Wuthering Heights

I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him. — Wuthering Heights

He shall never know I love him: and that, not because he’s handsome, but because he’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made out of, his and mine are the same. — Wuthering Heights

It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn. — Wuthering Heights

I have not broken your heart—you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. — Wuthering Heights

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