Heathcliff

«I want you to be aware that I KNOW you have treated me infernally - infernally! Do you hear? And if you flatter yourself that I don't perceive it, you are a fool; and if you think I can be consoled by sweet words, you are an idiot.
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I pray one prayer - I repeat it till my tongue stiffens [...] 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! [...] I CANNOT live without my life! I CANNOT live without my soul!'
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what is not connected with her to me? and what does not recall her? [...] In every cloud, in every tree - filling the air at night, and caught by glimpses in every object by day - [...] The entire world is a dreadful collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her! [...] the ghost of my immortal love; [...] my degradation, my pride, my happiness, and my anguish.
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I cannot continue in this condition! I have to remind myself to breathe - almost to remind my heart to beat! [...] it is by compulsion that I do the slightest act not prompted by one thought; and by compulsion that I notice anything alive or dead, which is not associated with one universal idea. I have a single wish, and my whole being and faculties are yearning to attain it. They have yearned towards it so long, and so unwaveringly, that I'm convinced it will be reached - and soon»

—Emily Brontë ('Wuthering Heights')

[drawing from 2008; retouched]