Nelly, I am Heathcliff - he's always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure, any more then I am always a pleasure to mys — Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
Nelly, I am Heathcliff - he's always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure, any more then I am always a pleasure to mys — Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
Nelly, I am Heathcliff - he's always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure, any more then I am always a pleasure to mys — Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
Nelly, I am Heathcliff - he's always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure, any more then I am always a pleasure to mys — Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
Nelly, I am Heathcliff - he's always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure, any more then I am always a pleasure to mys — Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
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Nelly, I am Heathcliff - he's always, always in my mind - not as a pleasure, any more then I am always a pleasure to myself - but, as my own being.

— Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
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