* ( Â WUTHERING HEIGHTSÂ / Â SENTENCE PROMPTS.
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â Heâs more myself than I am. â
â Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. â
â If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be. â
â Be with me always. â
â I wish I were a girl again, half-savage and hardy, and free. â
â He couldnât love as much in eighty years as I could in a day. â
â May you not rest as long as I am living. â
â You said I killed you - haunt me then. â
â I know that ghosts have wandered the earth. â
â Terror made me cruel. â
â I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. â
â She burned too bright for this world. â
â And this is one: Iâm going to tell it - but take care not to smile at any part of it. â
â I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death. â
â People feel with their hearts, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him. â
â You teach me now how cruel youâve been - cruel and false. â
â Why did you despise me? â
â Why did you betray your own heart? â
â I have to remind myself to breathe â almost to remind my heart to beat! â
â It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn. â
â It is hard to forgive. â
â May she wake in torment! â
â Sheâs a liar to the end! â
â Honest people donât hide their deeds. â
â Heaven did not seem to be my home. â
â A person who has not done one half his dayâs work by ten o'clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone. â
â Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies. â
â You know that I could as soon forget you as my existence! â
â I am now quite cured of seeking pleasure in society, be it country or town. â
â A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself. â
â Why am I so changed? â
â Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy. â
â Iâll be as dirty as I please, and I like to be dirty, and I will be dirty! â
â I hate him for himself, but despise him for the memories he revives. â
â Iâm tired, tired of being enclosed here. â
â How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling. â
â Existence, after losing her, would be hell â
â I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing. â
â By this curious turn of disposition I have gained the reputation of deliberate heartlessness. â
â She was a wild, wicked slip of a girl. â
â She burned too brightly for this world. â
â You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you. â