He’ll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to be loved or hated again. p.8
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Lockwood delves into his own past
I have gained the reputation of deliberate heartlessness; how undeserved, I alone can appreciate. p.9
Lockwood is surprised by Cathy’s rudeness
I stared – she stared also: at any rate, she kept her eyes on me in a cool, regardless manner, exceedingly embarrassing and disagreeable. p.15
Servant, Zillah, leads Lockwood to Catherine’s old bedroom
While leading the way upstairs, she recommended that I should hide the candle, and not make a noise; for her master had an odd notion about the chamber she would put me in, and never let anybody lodge there willingly. p.26
Lockwood reads Catherine’s journal entries
This writing, however, was nothing but a name repeated in all kinds of characters, large and small – Catherine Earnshaw, here and there varied to Catherine Heathcliff, and then again to Catherine Linton. p.26
Catherine writes in her journal about Hindley’s treatment of Heathcliff
I wish my father were back again. Hindley is a detestable substitute – his conduct to Heathcliff is atrocious – H. and I are going to rebel. p.28
Catherine asks Lockwood to let her in
The intense horror of nightmare came over me: I tried to draw back my arm, but the hand clung to it, and a most melancholy voice sobbed, ‘Let me in – let me in!’ p.34
Lockwood wonders why he imagined that Catherine was called Catherine Linton
Why did I think of Linton? I had read Earnshaw twenty times for Linton p.34
Lockwood describes Catherine as wicked
Catherine Linton, or Earnshaw, or however she was called – she must have been a changeling – wicked little soul! She told me she had been walking the earth these twenty years p.36
Heathcliff calls for Catherine to come back to him
‘Come in! come in!’ he sobbed. ‘Cathy, do come. Oh, do – once more! Oh! my heart’s darling! hear me this time, Catherine, at last!’ p.38
Nelly criticises Heathcliff
It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world! p.44
Mrs Earnshaw displays her dislike of Heathcliff
Mrs. Earnshaw was ready to fling it out of doors: she did fly up, asking how he could fashion to bring that gypsy brat into the house. p.48
Cathy and Heathcliff grow close, however, Hindley and Nelly dislike him
Miss Cathy and he were now very thick; but Hindley hated him: and to say the truth I did the same p.49
Heathcliff becomes Mr Earnshaw’s favourite
Old Earnshaw took to Heathcliff strangely, believing all he said, and petting him up far above Cathy, who was too mischievous and wayward for a favourite. p.49
Hindley is jealous of the attention his father gives Heathcliff
The young master had learned to regard his father as an oppressor rather than a friend, and Heathcliff as a usurper of his parent’s affections and his privileges. p.50
Heathcliff is a resilient boy
He was as uncomplaining as a lamb; though hardness, not gentleness, made him give little trouble. p.50
Nelly wonders why Mr Earnshaw admires Heathcliff
I wondered often what my master saw to admire so much in the sullen boy. p.50
Nelly describes Cathy
Her spirits were always at high-water mark, her tongue always going – singing, laughing, and plaguing everybody who would not do the same. p.54
Nelly describes how Cathy could manipulate people
A wild, wicked slip she was – but she had the bonniest eye, the sweetest smile, and lightest foot in the parish p.54
Cathy and Heathcliff comfort each other about Mr Earnshaw’s death
The little souls were comforting each other with better thoughts than I could have hit on p.57
Heathcliff says he would have rescued Cathy from the Grange
If Catherine had wished to return, I intended shattering their great glass panes to a million of fragments, unless they let her out p.65
Heathcliff idolises Cathy
I saw they were full of stupid admiration; she is so immeasurably superior to them – to everybody on earth, is she not, Nelly? p.66
Heathcliff is unable to respond to Cathy
Shame and pride threw double gloom over his countenance, and kept him immovable. p.69
Heathcliff declares that he wants to be good for Cathy
Having screwed up his courage, exclaimed abruptly – ‘Nelly, make me decent, I’m going to be good.’ p.72
Heathcliff worries about Cathy and Edgar’s relationship
“But, Nelly, if I knocked him down twenty times, that wouldn’t make him less handsome or me more so.” p.73
Heathcliff plots revenge
“I’m trying to settle how I shall pay Hindley back. I don’t care how long I wait, if I can only do it at last. I hope he will not die before I do!” p.78
Nelly is told she will nurse Frances baby when she dies
You’re to nurse it, Nelly: to feed it with sugar and milk, and take care of it day and night. I wish I were you, because it will be all yours when there is no missis! p.82
Heathcliff becomes more animal-like
He delighted to witness Hindley degrading himself past redemption; and became daily more notable for savage sullenness and ferocity. p.85
For Cathy, Linton does not compare to Heathcliff
Heathcliff kept his hold on her affections unalterably; and young Linton, with all his superiority, found it difficult to make an equally deep impression. p.85
Hindley is successful in lowering Heathcliff
Heathcliff’s childhood’s sense of superiority, instilled into him by the favours of old Mr. Earnshaw, was faded away. p.87
Heathcliff complains that Cathy is not spending enough time with him
The crosses are for the evenings you have spent with the Lintons, the dots for those spent with me. Do you see? I’ve marked every day. p.89
Cathy criticises Heathcliff’s company
What good do I get? What do you talk about? You might be dumb, or a baby, for anything you say to amuse me, or for anything you do, either! p.90
Linton arrives and Heathcliff leaves
Having knocked gently, young Linton entered, his face brilliant with delight at the unexpected summon she had received. Doubtless Catherine marked the difference between her friends, as one came in and the other went out. p.90
Cathy pinches Nelly, when she thinks Edgar isn’t looking
Cathy, supposing Edgar could not see her, snatched the cloth from my hand, and pinched me, with a prolonged wrench, very spitefully on the arm. p.91
Linton does not leave
Linton possessed the power to depart as much as a cat possesses the power to leave a mouse half killed, or a bird half eaten. p.93
Cathy and Edgar grow closer
I saw the quarrel had merely effected a closer intimacy—had broken the outworks of youthful timidity, and enabled them to forsake the disguise of friendship, and confess themselves lovers. p.94
Drunk Hindley catches Nelly hiding Hareton from him
Hindley entered, vociferating oaths dreadful to hear; and caught me in the act of stowing his son away in the kitchen cupboard. p.95
Heathcliff’s face shows that he’s annoyed with himself
It expressed, plainer than words could do, the intensest anguish at having made himself the instrument of thwarting his own revenge. p.97
Heathcliff wishes Hindley dead
‘It’s a pity he cannot kill himself with drink,’ observed Heathcliff, muttering an echo of curses back when the door was shut. p.98
Cathy announces her unhappiness to Nelly
‘Oh, dear!’ she cried at last. ‘I’m very unhappy!’ p.99
Cathy tells Nelly about Linton’s proposal
Today, Edgar Linton has asked me to marry him, and I’ve given him an answer. p.100
Cathy explains why she loves Linton
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! p.101
Nelly asks why Cathy is upset
You will escape from a disorderly, comfortless home into a wealthy, respectable one; and you love Edgar, and Edgar loves you. All seems smooth and easy: where is the obstacle? p.102
Cathy describes a dream she had
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 […]
Cathy tells Nelly that her soul and Heathcliff’s are the same
He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. p.104
Cathy describes Linton’s soul
Linton’s is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire. p.104
Catherine declares that she is Heathcliff
Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He’s always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being. p.106
Cathy worries about Heathcliff
Catherine paced up and down the floor, exclaiming—‘I wonder where he is—I wonder where he can be! What did I say, Nelly? I’ve forgotten. p.108
Nelly blames Cathy for Heathcliff’s disappearance
Heathcliff had never been heard of since the evening of the thunder-storm; and, one day, I had the misfortune, when she had provoked me exceedingly, to lay the blame of his disappearance on her: where indeed it belonged, as she well knew. p.114
Edgar marries Cathy
Edgar Linton, as multitudes have been before and will be after him, was infatuated: and believed himself the happiest man alive on the day he led her to Gimmerton Chapel, three years subsequent to his father’s death. p.115
Nelly is persuaded to leave Hareton and go to Wuthering Heights with Cathy
Much against my inclination, I was persuaded to leave Wuthering Heights and accompany her here. p.115
Edgar and Cathy’s marriage starts okay
For the space of half a year, the gunpowder lay as harmless as sand, because no fire came near to explode it. p.119
Nelly is shocked by Heathcliff’s appearance
‘What will she do? The surprise bewilders me—it will put her out of her head! And you are Heathcliff! But altered! Nay, there’s no comprehending it. Have you been for a soldier?’ p.121
Catherine is excited that Heathcliff has returned
‘I heard the click of the latch, and Catherine flew up-stairs, breathless and wild; too excited to show gladness: indeed, by her face, you would rather have surmised an awful calamity.’ p.122
Cathy asserts that Heathcliff and Edgar should be friends
‘Oh, Edgar darling! Heathcliff’s come back—he is! … I know you didn’t like him,’ she answered, repressing a little the intensity of her delight. ‘Yet, for my sake, you must be friends now.’ p.122
Heathcliff and Cathy are reunited
He took a seat opposite Catherine, who kept her gaze fixed on him as if she feared he would vanish were she to remove it. He did not raise his to her often: a quick glance now and then sufficed; but it flashed back, each […]
Heathcliff tells Cathy he has struggled for her
I’ve fought through a bitter life since I last heard your voice; and you must forgive me, for I struggled only for you! p.125
Heathcliff is initially wary of intruding
Heathcliff—Mr. Heathcliff I should say in future—used the liberty of visiting at Thrushcross Grange cautiously, at first: he seemed estimating how far its owner would bear his intrusion. p.129
Isabella Linton becomes attracted to Heathcliff
Edgar’s new source of trouble sprang from the not anticipated misfortune of Isabella Linton evincing a sudden and irresistible attraction towards the tolerated guest. p.130
Cathy warns Isabella against Heathcliff
He’s not a rough diamond—a pearl-containing oyster of a rustic: he’s a fierce, pitiless, wolfish man. p.132
Nelly tells Isabella that Cathy knows Heathcliff’s heart
She is better acquainted with his heart than I, or any one besides; and she never would represent him as worse than he is. p.133
Cathy tells Heathcliff about Isabella’s feelings towards him
We were quarrelling like cats about you, Heathcliff; and I was fairly beaten in protestations of devotion and admiration: and, moreover, I was informed that if I would but have the manners to stand aside, my rival, as she will have herself to be, would […]
Nelly longs to be at Wuthering Heights
I felt an irresistible yearning to be at the Heights p.141
Hareton does not recognise Nelly
He retreated out of arm’s length, and picked up a large flint. ‘I am come to see thy father, Hareton,’ I added, guessing from the action that Nelly, if she lived in his memory at all, was not recognised as one with me. p.141
Nelly wonders how Heathcliff will explain speaking with Isabella
I wonder will he have the heart to find a plausible excuse for making love to Miss, when he told you he hated her? p.144
Heathcliff tells Cathy that she has no right to be jealous
I have a right to kiss her, if she chooses; and you have no right to object. I am not your husband: you needn’t be jealous of me! p.145
Heathcliff tells Cathy that she has treated him infernally
I want you to be aware that I know you have treated me infernally—infernally! Do you hear? And if you flatter yourself that I don’t perceive it, you are a fool; and if you think I can be consoled by sweet words, you are an […]
Heathcliff tells Cathy that he will torture her, as she tortures him
You are welcome to torture me to death for your amusement, only allow me to amuse myself a little in the same style, and refrain from insult as much as you are able. p.146
Edgar confronts Heathcliff
‘I’ve been so far forbearing with you, sir,’ he said quietly; ‘not that I was ignorant of your miserable, degraded character, but I felt you were only partly responsible for that’ p.148
Edgar attacks Heathcliff
My master quickly sprang erect, and struck him full on the throat a blow that would have levelled a slighter man. p.150
Edgar demands that Cathy chooses between Heathcliff and himself
Will you give up Heathcliff hereafter, or will you give up me? It is impossible for you to be my friend and his at the same time; and I absolutely require to know which you choose. p.153
Nelly comments on Cathy’s rages
It was enough to try the temper of a saint, such senseless, wicked rages! p.153
Both Edgar and Cathy wait for the other to seek reconciliation
Edgar shut himself up among books that he never opened—wearying, I guessed, with a continual vague expectation that Catherine, repenting her conduct, would come of her own accord to ask pardon, and seek a reconciliation—and she fasted pertinaciously, under the idea, probably, that at every […]
Nelly tells Cathy that Edgar doesn’t know about her illness
Is he actually so utterly indifferent for my life?’ ‘Why, ma’am,’ I answered, ‘the master has no idea of your being deranged; and of course he does not fear that you will let yourself die of hunger.’ p.156
Cathy, mad with fever, asks Nelly to open the window
Tossing about, she increased her feverish bewilderment to madness, and tore the pillow with her teeth; then raising herself up all burning, desired that I would open the window. p.157
Cathy’s emotions are volatile
A minute previously she was violent; now, supported on one arm, and not noticing my refusal to obey her, she seemed to find childish diversion in pulling the feathers from the rents she had just made, and ranging them on the sheet according to their […]
Cathy explains that she thought she was at Wuthering Heights
I thought I was lying in my chamber at Wuthering Heights. Because I’m weak, my brain got confused, and I screamed unconsciously. p.160
Cathy recalls Hindleys treatment of Heathcliff
I was a child; my father was just buried, and my misery arose from the separation that Hindley had ordered between me and Heathcliff. p.162
Cathy wishes she could be a girl again
I wish I were out of doors! I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free; and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! p.162
Cathy asserts that she can see lights from Wuthering Heights
There was no moon, and everything beneath lay in misty darkness: not a light gleamed from any house, far or near all had been extinguished long ago: and those at Wuthering Heights were never visible—still she asserted she caught their shining. p.163
Heathcliff says he will not rest until Cathy is with him
But, Heathcliff, if I dare you now, will you venture? If you do, I’ll keep you. I’ll not lie there by myself: they may bury me twelve feet deep, and throw the church down over me, but I won’t rest till you are with me. […]
Edgar calls Nelly’s actions heartless
You knew your mistress’s nature, and you encouraged me to harass her. And not to give me one hint of how she has been these three days! It was heartless! p.165
Isabella asks Nelly if Heathcliff is a devil
Is Mr. Heathcliff a man? If so, is he mad? And if not, is he a devil? p.176
Nelly says that another meeting between Heathcliff and Edgar would kill Cathy
Another encounter between you and the master would kill her altogether. p.191
Heathcliff explains the difference between his feelings and Linton’s
And there you see the distinction between our feelings: had he been in my place, and I in his, though I hated him with a hatred that turned my life to gall, I never would have raised a hand against him. You may look incredulous, […]
Heathcliff dreams of being with Cathy
And then, Linton would be nothing, nor Hindley, nor all the dreams that ever I dreamt. p.192
Heathcliff tells Nelly that loosing Cathy would be hell
Two words would comprehend my future—death and hell: existence, after losing her, would be hell. p.192
Heathcliff claims it is impossible for Edgar to love Cathy as much as he does
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 … It is not in him to be loved like me: how can she love in him what he has […]
Heathcliff vows to spend each night at Thrushcross Grange until he gets the chance to enter
Last night I was in the Grange garden six hours, and I’ll return there to-night; and every night I’ll haunt the place, and every day, till I find an opportunity of entering. p.197
Cathy is confused and excited to receive a letter from Heathcliff
She lifted the letter, and seemed to peruse it; and when she came to the signature she sighed: yet still I found she had not gathered its import, for, upon my desiring to hear her reply, she merely pointed to the name, and gazed at […]
Cathy is eager to see Heathcliff again
With straining eagerness Catherine gazed towards the entrance of her chamber. p.203
Cathy and Heathcliff are reunited
He neither spoke nor loosed his hold for some five minutes, during which period he bestowed more kisses than ever he gave in his life before, I daresay: but then my mistress had kissed him first, and I plainly saw that he could hardly bear, […]
Heathcliff stares at Cathy
And now he stared at her so earnestly that I thought the very intensity of his gaze would bring tears into his eyes; but they burned with anguish: they did not melt. p.204
Cathy accuses Heathcliff of killing her
You have killed me—and thriven on it, I think. p.204
Heathcliff asserts that he has not killed Cathy
Are you possessed with a devil,’ he pursued, savagely, ‘to talk in that manner to me when you are dying? Do you reflect that all those words will be branded in my memory, and eating deeper eternally after you have left me? You know you […]
Heathcliff shows his desperation
At that earnest appeal he turned to her, looking absolutely desperate. His eyes, wide and wet, at last flashed fiercely on her; his breast heaved convulsively. p.206
Cathy and Heathcliff embrace each other
An instant they held asunder, and then how they met I hardly saw, but Catherine made a spring, and he caught her, and they were locked in an embrace from which I thought my mistress would never be released alive p. 207
Heathcliff asks Cathy why she married Linton
You teach me now how cruel you’ve been—cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? p.207
Heathcliff tells Cathy she has killed herself
I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. p.207
Heathcliff tells Cathy that she has broken his heart
I have not broken your heart—you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. p.207
Heathcliff tells Cathy that he doesn’t want to live without her
Do I want to live? What kind of living will it be when you—oh, God! would you like to live with your soul in the grave? p.207
Heathcliff tells Cathy that he cannot forgive her
Kiss me again; and don’t let me see your eyes! I forgive what you have done to me. I love my murderer—but yours! How can I? p.208
Cathy and Heathcliff cry together
They were silent—their faces hid against each other, and washed by each other’s tears. p.208
Edgar finds Heathcliff with a lifeless-looking Cathy
Edgar sprang to his unbidden guest, blanched with astonishment and rage. What he meant to do I cannot tell; however, the other stopped all demonstrations, at once, by placing the lifeless-looking form in his arms. p.210
After giving birth to her daughter, Cathy dies
About twelve o’clock that night was born the Catherine you saw at Wuthering Heights: a puny, seven-months’ child; and two hours after the mother died, having never recovered sufficient consciousness to miss Heathcliff, or know Edgar. p.211
Heathcliff can sense that Cathy is dead
‘She’s dead!’ he said; ‘I’ve not waited for you to learn that. Put your handkerchief away—don’t snivel before me. Damn you all! she wants none of your tears!’ p.213
Heathcliff asks Cathy to haunt him for as long as he lives
May she wake in torment! … Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living; you said I killed you—haunt me, then! The murdered do haunt their murderers, I believe. I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always—take […]
Heathcliff exclaims that he cannot live without his soul
I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul! p.215