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The document contains excerpts from Wuthering Heights that discuss the intense love and obsession between Catherine and Heathcliff. It describes Catherine saying she loves Heathcliff entirely and that their souls are the same. Heathcliff says if he loved with all his power he couldn't love as much in a day as Catherine can. When Catherine dies, Heathcliff is overcome with grief and rage, saying he wants to hold her until they are both dead and that he will not rest until she is with him in death.

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The document contains excerpts from Wuthering Heights that discuss the intense love and obsession between Catherine and Heathcliff. It describes Catherine saying she loves Heathcliff entirely and that their souls are the same. Heathcliff says if he loved with all his power he couldn't love as much in a day as Catherine can. When Catherine dies, Heathcliff is overcome with grief and rage, saying he wants to hold her until they are both dead and that he will not rest until she is with him in death.

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Wuthering heights You can feel in yourself it is impossible that a person should die for love of a stranger.

Hell love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to be loved or hated again. No, Im running on too fast: I bestow my own attributes over-liberally on him. Mr. Heathcliff may have entirely dissimilar reasons for keeping his hand out of the way when he meets a wouldbe acquaintance, to those which actuate me. I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches, and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions, and him entirely and altogether. There now! Why do you love him, Miss Cathy? Nonsense, I do - thats sufficient. (edgar) It would degrade me to marry Heathcliff now; so he shall never know how I love him: and that, not because hes handsome, Nelly, but because hes more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Lintons is fas different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire. f he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldnt love as much in eighty years as I could in a day. And Catherine has a heart as deep as I have: the sea could be as readily contained in that horse- trough as her whole affection be monopolised by him. PAGE 254-255 on pdf Is it not sufficient for your infernal selfishness, that while you are at peace I shall writhe in the torments of hell? I shall not be at peace, moaned Catherine, recalled to a sense of physical weakness by the violent, unequal throbbing of her heart, which beat visibly and audibly under this excess of agitation. Ill not lie there by myself: they may bury me twelve feet deep, and throw the church down over me, but I wont rest till you are with me. I never will! plainly saw that he could hardly bear, for downright agony, to look into her face!

You have killed me - and thriven on it, I think I wish I could hold you, she continued, bitterly, till we were both dead! I shouldnt care what you suffered. I care nothing for your sufferings. Why shouldnt you suffer? I do The two, to a cool spectator, made a strange and fearful picture. he would not relent a moment to keep me out of the grave. THAT is how Im loved! Well, never mind. That is not MY Heathcliff. I shall love mine yet; and take him with me: hes in my soul I did not feel as if I were in the company of a creature of my own species: it appeared that he would not understand, though I spoke to him would YOU like to live with your soul in the grave They were silent-their faces hid against each other
I tell you I have nearly attained MY heaven; and that of others is altogether unvalued and uncovered by me. You fight against that devil for love as long as you may; when the time comes, not all the angels in heaven shall save him! Her senses never returned: she recognised nobody from the time you left her, I said. She lies with a sweet smile on her face; and her latest ideas wandered back to pleasant early days. Her life closed in a gentle dream - may she wake as kindly in the other world! May she wake in torment! he cried, with frightful vehemence, stamping his foot, and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. Why, shes a liar to the end! Where is she? Not THERE - not in heaven - not perished - where?

Closer Alice isnt love enough? Life without risk is death

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