“ 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. ”
Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights (1847). copy citation
| Author | Emily Brontë |
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| Source | Wuthering Heights |
| Topic | love duration ardour |
| Date | 1847 |
| Language | English |
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| Weblink | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/768/768-h/768-h.htm |
Context
“And then, Linton would be nothing, nor Hindley, nor all the dreams that ever I dreamt. Two words would comprehend my future—death and hell: existence, after losing her, would be hell. Yet I was a fool to fancy for a moment that she valued Edgar Linton's attachment more than mine. 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. 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. Tush! He is scarcely a degree dearer to her than her dog, or her horse.”
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