rrozabelikov:

Volume I & Volume II

I have dreamt in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind. And this is one: I’m going to tell it - but take care not to smile at any part of it.

priestess-of-avalon:

Literature meme - [2/2] Deaths - Catherine Earnshaw-Linton (Wuthering Heights - Emily Brontë)
'May she wake in torment!' he cried, with frightful vehemence, stamping his foot, and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. 'Why, she's a liar to the end! Where is she? Not there—not in heaven—not perished—where? Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer—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! The murdered do haunt their murderers, I believe. I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! Icannot live without my soul!’

priestess-of-avalon:

Literature meme - [2/2] Deaths - Catherine Earnshaw-Linton (Wuthering Heights - Emily Brontë)

'May she wake in torment!' he cried, with frightful vehemence, stamping his foot, and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. 'Why, she's a liar to the end! Where is she? Not there—not in heaven—not perished—where? Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer—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! The murdered do haunt their murderers, I believe. I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! cannot live without my life! Icannot live without my soul!’

o-dysseys:

LITERATURE MEME | 7 characters - (5) catherine earnshaw from emily brontë’s wuthering heights

“I cannot express it; but surely you and everybody have a notion that there is or should be an existence of yours beyond you. What were the use of my creation, if I were entirely contained here? My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff’s miseries, and I watched and felt each from the beginning: my great thought in living is himself. If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it. My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I’m well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. 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.”

desertcolossus:

literary picspams → wuthering heights by emily brontë (@lessaofpern)

I have dreamt in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.

(x)

desertcolossus:

literary picspams → wuthering heights by emily brontë (@lessaofpern)

I have dreamt in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.

(x)

"It was named Catherine, but [Edgar] never called it the name in full, as he had never called the first Catherine short, probably because Heathcliff had a habit of doing so. The little one was always Cathy, it formed to him a distinction from the mother, and yet, a connection with her, and his attachment sprang from its relation to her, far more than from its being his own."
Wuthering Heights
(VII, Chapter III, p. 184-5)
Emily Brontë  (via bibliophiling)
jacks-concavity:

Wuthering Heights: First American Edition: Harper and Brothers Publishers, New York, (1848). A rare first edition bound in leather boards, with gold lettering and matching headbands.

jacks-concavity:

Wuthering Heights: First American Edition: Harper and Brothers Publishers, New York, (1848). A rare first edition bound in leather boards, with gold lettering and matching headbands.

v-state:

poster for the upcoming new movie Wuthering Heights

v-state:

poster for the upcoming new movie Wuthering Heights

"There is an old saying that those who eat toasted cheese at night will dream of Lucifer. The author of Wuthering Heights has evidently eaten toasted cheese."
— from a review of Wuthering Heights in 1848 (via melusines)
pbsthisdayinhistory:

July 30, 1818:  English Author Emily Brontë is Born
Emily Brontë, of the famous Brontë sisters writing trio, was born on this day in 1818 in Yorkshire, England.  Because of the harsh living conditions in disease-ridden 19th Century England, the Brontë sisters witnessed the deterioration and death of nearly all of their family members, which deeply impacted their writing.  Emily Brontë herself was met by an early death in 1848, leaving behind the legacy of a single novel, Wuthering Heights, now considered a classic work of English literature. 
Take a behind-the-scene look at Masterpiece’s film “Wuthering Heights” based on the Emily Brontë novel.

pbsthisdayinhistory:

July 30, 1818:  English Author Emily Brontë is Born

Emily Brontë, of the famous Brontë sisters writing trio, was born on this day in 1818 in Yorkshire, England.  Because of the harsh living conditions in disease-ridden 19th Century England, the Brontë sisters witnessed the deterioration and death of nearly all of their family members, which deeply impacted their writing.  Emily Brontë herself was met by an early death in 1848, leaving behind the legacy of a single novel, Wuthering Heights, now considered a classic work of English literature. 

Take a behind-the-scene look at Masterpiece’s film “Wuthering Heights” based on the Emily Brontë novel.

thewicked-eternity