I'm too happy; and yet I'm not happy enough. My soul's bliss kills my body, but does not satisfy itself.
 Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights (1847). copy citation

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Author Emily Brontë
Source Wuthering Heights
Topic happiness satisfaction
Date 1847
Language English
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“But you might as well bid a man struggling in the water rest within arms' length of the shore! I must reach it first, and then I'll rest. Well, never mind Mr. Green: as to repenting of my injustices, I've done no injustice, and I repent of nothing. I'm too happy; and yet I'm not happy enough. My soul's bliss kills my body, but does not satisfy itself.'
'Happy, master?' I cried. 'Strange happiness! If you would hear me without being angry, I might offer some advice that would make you happier.'
'What is that?' he asked. 'Give it.'
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