“You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.”

I will walk where my own nature would be leading.

The old church tower and garden wall Are black with autumn rain And dreary winds foreboding call The darkness down again

Your cold blood cannot be worked into a fever; your veins are full of ice water; but mine are boiling, and the sight of such chillness makes them dance.

I have fled my country and gone to the heather.

A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.

You're hard to please: so many friends and so few cares, and can't make yourself content.

Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. But if you be afraid of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in.

I take so little interest in my daily life, that I hardly remember to eat and drink.

I am Heathcliff!

I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me.

“The sun looks down on nothing half so good as a household laughing together over a meal.”

“To what will you look for help if you will not look to that which is stronger than yourself?”

“You can never get a cup of tea big enough or a book long enough to suit me.” – C.S. Lewis

“But one of the worst results of being a slave and being forced to do things is that when there is no one to force you any more you find you have almost lost the power of forcing yourself.”

“There is a kind of happiness and wonder that makes you serious. It is too good to waste on jokes.”

“Surely what a man does when he is taken off his guard is the best evidence for what sort of man he is.”

“Her absence is like the sky, spread over everything.”

“In God you come up against something which is in every respect immeasurably superior to yourself. Unless you know God as that-and, therefore, know yourself as nothing in comparison-you do not know God at all.”

“A woman’s heart should be so close to God that a man should have to chase Him to find her.” – C.S. Lewis

“What you see and what you hear depends a great deal on where you are standing. It also depends on what sort of person you are.”

“The future is something which everyone reaches at the rate of sixty minutes an hour, whatever he does, whoever he is.”

“I’m on Aslan’s side even if there isn’t any Aslan to lead it. I’m going to live as like a Narnian as I can even if there isn’t any Narnia.”

“When we Christians behave badly, or fail to behave well, we are making Christianity unbelievable to the outside world.”

“Readers are advised to remember that the devil is a liar.”

“Each day we are becoming a creature of splendid glory or one of unthinkable horror.”

“The truth is, of course, that what one regards as interruptions are precisely one’s life.” – C.S. Lewis

“I think that all things, in their way, reflect heavenly truth, the imagination not least.”

“A pleasure is not full grown until it is remembered.”

“All shall be done, but it may be harder than you think.”

“Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art… It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give value to survival.”

Cathy, this lamb of yours threatens like a bull!' he said. 'It is in danger of splitting its skull against my knuckles. By God! Mr. Linton, I'm mortally sorry that you are not worth knocking down!

Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now?

You fight against that devil for love as long as you may; when the time comes, not all the angels in heaven shall save him!

I never told my love vocally still.

He turned, as he spoke, a peculiar look in her direction, a look of hatred unless he has a most perverse set of facial muscles that will not, like those of other people, interpret the language of his soul.

It is astonishing how sociable I feel myself compared with him.

People feel with their hearts, Ellen: and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.

Nonsense, do you imagine he has thought as much of you as you have of him?

She was a wild, wicked slip of a girl. She burned too brightly for this world.

Would you like to live with your soul in the grave?

You have been compelled to cultivate your reflective faculties for want of occasions for frittering away your life on silly trifles.

The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go.

I 'never told my love' vocally; still, if looks have language, the merest idiot might have guessed I was over head and ears;

Nay, you'll be ashamed of me everyday of your life," he answered; "and the more ashamed, the more you know me; and I cannot bide it.

Though earth and man were gone, And suns and universes ceased to be, And Thou wert left alone, Every existence would exist in Thee.

I'm not going to act the lady among you, for fear I should starve .

In secret pleasure — secret tears This changeful life has slipped away

Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes...

I have no pity! I have no pity! The more worms writhe, the more I yearn to crush out their entrails! It is a moral teething, and I grind with greater energy, in proportion to the increase of pain.