Quotes about Relationships

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

People feel with their hearts, Ellen: and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.

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: I should not seem a part of it. My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes trees. My love for Heatcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary.

And you love Edgar, and Edgar loves you. All seems smooth and easy: where is the obstacle? Here! and here! replied Catherine, striking one hand on her forehead, and another on her breast: in whichever place the soul lives. In my soul and in my heart, I'm convinced I'm wrong!

I love him better than myself, Ellen; and I know it by this: I pray every night that I may live after him; because I would rather be miserable than that he should be: that proves I love him better than myself.' 'Good words,' I replied.  'But deeds must prove it also; and after he is well, remember you don't forget resolutions formed in the hour of fear.

It formed a sweet picture.  The long light hair curled slightly on the temples; the eyes were large and serious; the figure almost too graceful.  I did not marvel how Catherine Earnshaw could forget her first friend for such an individual.

Every Linton on the face of the Earth could melt into nothing before I'd agree to give up Heathcliff.

One was about forty: a period of mental vigour at which men seldom cherish the delusion of being married for love by girls:

he's the only person I have to love in the world. But you, Heathcliff, have no one to love you, and nobody to cry for you when you die!

It would degrade me to marry Heathcliff, now; so he shall never know how I love him; and that, not because he's handsome, Nelly, but because he's more myself than I am.

False friends will launch their covert sneers; True friends will wish me dead; And I shall cause the bitterest tears That you have ever shed.

It ended. Well, we must be for ourselves in the long run; the mild and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering - and it ended when circumstances caused each to feel that one's interest was not the chief consideration in the other's thoughts.