Punishing the wicked is God's business, and we should learn to forgive.
When I forget you, I forget myself.
I love him so much, not because he is handsome, but because he is more like myself than me. No matter what our souls are made of, his and mine are exactly the same.
If you still exist in this world/then this world is meaningful to me anyway/if you leave/no matter how beautiful this world is/in my eyes, it is just a desert.
I can forgive those who hurt me, but what about those who hurt you? How can I forgive!
I love the land under his feet, the air above his head, everything he touched, everything he said, all his eyes, every movement, and his whole person, everything.
Heaven is not my home. After tears and heartbreak, I will return to earth.
In my life, he is my strongest miss. If everything else is ruined, if he stays, I can continue to live; If everything else stays and he destroys it, the world will become a very strange place for me. I don't want to be a part of it.
I gave him my heart, but he took it and crushed it, and then threw my broken heart back to me.
Get up! Don't let yourself degenerate into a humble reptile.
Gentle and generous people are just a little more selfish than arrogant and overbearing people. Happiness ends when various situations make two people feel that one's interests are not the main concern in the other's thoughts.
Nothing can stop the burning passion, including death.
Who can imagine that a person who sleeps in that quiet land will not sleep well?
"If you still exist in this world, then the world is meaningful to me anyway, but if you leave, no matter how good the world is, it is just a desert in my eyes, and I am like a lonely ghost."
The whole world has become an amazing souvenir collection, reminding me everywhere that she existed, but I lost her!
Heathcliff: "... don't leave me in hell without you. "
My love for Edgar is like a leaf in the forest. When the trees change in winter, so will the leaves. My love for Heathcliff is like a permanent underground rock … I love Heathcliff! He will always be in my heart, not as a pleasure, but as a part of me.
The passage of time brought him obedience to fate and a sweeter meditation than usual.
I believe that there is a soul after death. Because I killed you, please come to me so that we can be together again.
Years later, will you say that it is her grave? I loved her once, and I was sad when I lost her, but that was a long time ago. Now I think my child's wife is more precious than her, and I won't be happy to find her when I die. I will be sad because I left my wife and these children. ...
You have reason to go to bed with a proud heart and an empty stomach. Proud people ask for it, however, if you feel uneasy about your narrow-mindedness, then you must ask for forgiveness.
I said that his paradise was only half full of vitality, but he said that my paradise was too noisy, like a drunk. I said, I fell asleep as soon as I got to his heaven. He said, my heaven suffocated him.
I really want to stay in that glorious world, never caring, not looking at it with hazy tears, nor pursuing it with painful feelings, but really being with it and being in it.
You know I won't forget you as long as I live! When you rest in peace, I will suffer in hell. Isn't that enough to satisfy your vicious selfishness?
What you say is like a man struggling in the water. When he gets to the shore, tell him to have a rest! I want to go ashore first and then rest.
I long to escape into that glorious world and stay there forever: I long for it not through tears, but through the painful heart wall; But really with it, in it.
Finally, we always do it for ourselves. Gentle and generous people are just a little fairer than arrogant and overbearing people. Happiness ends when various situations make two people feel that one person's interest is not what the other person should care about.
He is more like myself than I am. No matter what our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
I wander in front of these three tombstones under the gentle sky! Watching moths flying between heather and lily, and listening to the gentle wind blowing through the grass, I wonder who can imagine that a sleeper in a peaceful underground should have restless sleep.
My biggest purpose in life is him. Even if everything else dies, as long as he stays, I can continue to live. And if everything else is left and only he is destroyed, then I don't want this world. Emily Bronte