Today's Book Excerpt Sharing: Wuthering Heights

• Only loneliness is truly your own.

• Nothing can stop burning passions, including death.

• I love him so much not because he's handsome, but because he's more like myself than I am. No matter what our souls do, his and mine are exactly the same.

• The whole world became an amazing collection of memorabilia, reminding me everywhere that she existed and that I had lost her.

• Good things are buried in a barren grass, and when the weeds grow, they overshadow their underappreciated growth.

• I would certainly be happy if there was a method of revenge that would not affect me, but conspiracy and violence are two-pointed spears that also stab the people who use them, and the wounds will be worse than their enemies.

• Under that clear and pleasant sky, I lingered around the three tombstones. Watching the moths fluttering among the heather and the bluebells, listening to the gentle breeze blowing through the grass, I thought to myself, who would have thought that under such a peaceful land, the people who sleep here are not at peace.

—Emily Brontë