Heathcliff Quotes

Heathcliff Quote of the day

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.

If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I'd be your slave.

May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you - haunt me, then.

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

I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!

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.

I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing.

Out on the moors, The lonely moors, I roll around in sheep poo. Heathcliff, it's youuuuu, I hate you, I love you tooooo. Let me in, I'm here, it's meeeee, Catheeeeeeee. Look out of your windooooow.

I absolutely adored Wuthering Heights and fell in love with Heathcliff as most girls do.

Choosing between day and night. Edgar and Heathcliff.

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.

I was on HPD--Heathcliff Protection Duty--in Wuthering Heights for two years, and believe me, the ProCaths tried everything. I personally saved him from assassination eight times.

I also read about Heathcliff's unexpected three-year career in Hollywood under the name Buck Stallion and his eventual return to the pages of Wuthering Heights.

I didn't want him to become gray and multi-dimensional and complicated like everyone else. Was every Heathcliff a Linton in disguise?

I have not broken your heart - you have broken it - and in breaking it, you have broken mine ... I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer - but yours! How can I?

I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer - but yours! How can I?

What a trajedy to be a martyr for love, yet we worship the characters anyways because they remind us of how we struggled.

He shall never know how I love him

Come in! come in !’ he sobbed.‘Cathy, do come. Oh do -once more! Oh! my heart’s darling! hear me this time - Catherine, at last!

I wish I could hold you, " she continued bitterly, "till we were both dead!

Nelly, I am Heathcliff - he's always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure, any more then I am always a pleasure to myself - but, as my own being.