Quotes about Sorrow

You say I killed you. Haunt me, then!

It's a pity he cannot kill himself with drink.

I repeat it till my tongue stiffens—Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living; you said I killed you—haunt me, then!

There was such anguish in the gush of grief that accompanied this raving, that my compassion made me overlook its folly.

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

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

If I were you, I'd go stretch myself over her grave and die like a faithful dog.

I was only going to say that Heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out, into the middle of the heath on the top of Wurthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy.

If I've done wrong, I'm dying for it. It is enough! You left me too; but I won't upbraid you! I forgive you. Forgive me!

You loved me - then what right had you to leave me? Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan would have parted us, you, of your own will did it.

She dried her tears and they did smile To see her cheeks' returning glow How little dreaming all the while That full heart throbbed to overflow With that sweet look and lively tone And bright eye shining all the day They could not guess at midnight lone How she would weep the time away

She might have been living yet, if it had not been for him!