How Cruel, Your Veins Are Full Of

I Will Walk Where My Own Nature Would Be Leading.

I Got The Sexton, Who Was Digging Linton's Grave, To Remove The Earth Off Her Coffin Lid, And I Opened It. I Thought, Once, I Would Have Stayed There, When I Saw Her Face Again - It Is Hers Yet - He Had Hard Work To Stir Me; But He Said It Would Change, If The Air Blew On It.

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 All Together.

You're Hard To Please: So Many Friends And So Few Cares, And Can't Make Yourself Content.

My Love For Linton Is Like The Foliage In The Woods. Time Will Changeit,i'mwellaware, Aswinterchangesthetrees. My Love For Heathcliff Resembles The Eternal Rocks Beneatha Source Of Little Visible Delight But Necessary. Nelly, I Am Heathcliff.