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| Question | Answer |
| A dark-skinned gypsy in aspect, in dress and manners a gentleman. | GP Lockwood's description of Heathcliff Ch1 (aspect, manners) |
| a gift of God; though it’s as dark almost as if it came from the devil. | GP Mr. Earnshaw's description of Heathcliff Ch4 gift, dark, devil |
| Nelly Dean: Possessed of something diabolical. | GP Nelly's desc. of Heathcliff Ch4 |
| 'Oh Cathy, oh my life! How can I bear it?' ... [eyes] burned with anguish: they did not melt. | GP Heathcliff ab. Catherine, life, bear, eyes, melt Ch15 |
| Unreclaimed creature | GP Catherine's description of Heathcliff Ch10 U.......... c....... |
| Mad dog, savage beast ... fierce, pitiless, wolfish man. | GP Catherine's description of Heathcliff Ch10, 14 Dog, beast, wolf |
| Creature [not] of my own species ... ghoul or vampire? | GP Nelly Ch15, 34 species, is he g.... or v...... |
| Is Mr. Heathcliff a man? If so, is he mad? And if not, is he a devil? | GP Isabella to Nelly Ch13 man, mad, devil |
| Black whiskers, eyes deep set and singular ... A half-civilised ferocity lurked yet in the ... eyes full of black fire ... subdued; manner dignified: quite divested of roughness. | GP Nelly ab. Heathcliff Ch10 whiskers... eyes... half-civil... fire... dignified |
| The more the 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. | GP Heathcliff Ch14 worms... entrails... teething... energy... pain |
| I love my[i] murderer—but yours! How can I? | GP Heathcliff to Catherine Ch15 murderer |
| gnashed at me, foamed like mad dog ... / sharp cannibal teeth, revealed by cold and wrath ... ruffian kicked trampled on him ... holding me with one hand | GP Nelly ab. Heathcliff Ch15, Isabella 12 gnashed, foamed, cannibal, trampled, hold hand |
| A wild, wicked slip ... bonniest eye ... meant no harm. | FC Nelly ab. Catherine Ch5 slip, eye, harm |
| Nelly, I am[i] Heathcliff! ... he's more myself than I am. | FC Catherine to Nelly ab. Heathcliff Ch9 more myself |
| Insipid, paltry creature attending her from duty[i] to humanity[i]! ... pity[i], charity[i] | FC Heathcliff ab. Edgar & Catherine Ch14 In..... paltry, duty & h, pity & c |
| It would degrade me to marry Heathcliff now ... Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton’s is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire. | FC/GP Catherine to Nelly ab. Heathcliff Ch9 degrade... souls... moonbeam... frost |
| She was the most winning thing that ever brought sunshine into a desolate house ... Earnshaws’ handsome dark eyes, Lintons’ fair skin small features, yellow curling hair | FC Nelly's desc. Cathy Ch18 winning, desolate, eyes, skin, hair |
| He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee. | FC Cathy ab. Linton Ch24 lie peace, sparkle, jubilee |
| I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine | FC Cathy ab. Linton Ch24 heaven half alive, drunk, asleep, breathe |
| she is so immeasurably superior to them—to everybody on earth, is she not, Nelly? | FC Heathcliff ab. Catherine Ch6 im.......... s......., earth |
| no angel in heaven could be more beautiful than she appeared. | FC/RR Nelly ab. Catherine (dead) Ch16 angel, beautiful |
| When I recollect how happy we were—how happy Catherine was before he came—I’m fit to curse the day. | FC Nelly ab. Heathcliff Ch17 happy, before, curse |
| Doll ... spoiled child ... soft thing ... lamb threatens like a bull | MC Nelly, Heatcliff ab. Edgar Ch7, 8, 11 doll, spoiled, soft, lamb, bull |
| pet ... puling chicken ... whelp ... / Linton lay on the settle, sole tenant, sucking a stick of sugar-candy. | MC Descriptions of Linton Ch20, 28 p.., chicken, wh..., sugar-candy |
| an elf-locked, brown-eyed boy ... / ruffianly child, strong in limb dirty in garb, [catherine's eyes] ... / never taught to read or write ... never led a single step towards virtue | MC Descriptions of Hareton Ch11, 13, 18 elf, dirty, eyes, read, virtue |
| He possessed the power to depart as much as a cat possesses the power to leave a mouse half killed, or a bird half eaten. | MC Heathcliff ab. Edgar Ch8 cat, mouse, bird |
| an ailing, peevish creature | MC Isabella ab. Linton Ch17 a....., p...... |
| Now, my bonny lad, you are mine! And we’ll see if one tree won’t grow as crooked as another, with the same wind to twist it! | MC Heathcliff ab. Linton Ch17 bonny, tree, crooked, wind, twist |
| pulling her on his knee, administered with the other a shower of terrific slaps on both sides of the head ... diabolical violence | MC Heathcliff hitting Cathy Ch27 knee, shower slaps, Nelly: d......... v....... |
| "Earnshaw" - Are they an old family? Very old, sir; and Hareton is the last of them, as our Miss Cathy is of us—I mean, of the Lintons. | PNN Nelly reveals her 'side' Ch4 Earnshaws, hare last, cathy us |
| I continued, turning to an obscure cushion full of something like cats ... Unluckily, it was a heap of dead rabbits. | PNN Lockwood unreliable observer Ch4 cushion cats, rabbits |
| Heathcliff in his chamber 'praying like a Methodist: only the deity he implored is senseless dust and ashes' | RR Isabella ab. Heathcliff Ch17 methodist, deity, dust |
| Nelly 'shot direct across the moor, rolling over banks, and wading through marshes: precipitating myself, in fact, towards the beacon-light of the Grange.' | Set Nelly going to Grange Ch17 moor, banks, marshes, beacon |
| The Grange is not a prison, Ellen, and you are not my gaoler. | Set/FR Cathy ab. Grange/Nelly Ch23 prison, gaoler |
| The mortal terror he felt of Mr. Heathcliff’s anger restored to the boy his coward’s eloquence. | PR Nelly ab. Linton Ch 27 terror, anger, coward's e........ |
| a splendid place carpeted with crimson ... a pure white ceiling bordered by gold | Set Desc. of Grange Ch6 crimson, white, gold |
| In all England, I do not believe that I could have fixed on a situation so completely removed from the stir of society. A perfect misanthropist’s heaven. | Set Lockwood's desc. of Heights Ch1 situation, society, misanthrope |
| excessive slant of few stunted firs at end of the house; by range of gaunt thorns all stretching their limbs one way, as if craving alms of the sun ... narrow windows deeply set in wall, corners defended with large jutting stones. | Set Desc. of Heights Ch1 slant, firs, thorns, limbs, alms, windows, stones |
| grotesque carvings ... crumbling griffins | Set Heights Ch1 carvings, griffins |
| sky and hills mingled in one bitter whirl of wind and suffocating snow. | Set Moors Ch2 sky, hills, wind, snow |
| On that bleak hill-top the earth was hard with a black frost, | Set Moors Ch2 bleak, hard, frost |
| heaven did not seem my home; broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; angels so angry they flung me out into the middle of heath on the top of Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy. | Set/Sub Catherine's dream Ch9 heaven home, earth, flung, heights, joy |
| the winter will probably finish her ... such a rush of a lass! | FR Doctor ab. Frances Ch8 winter, rush lass |
| a glare of white letters started from the dark, as vivid as spectres—the air swarmed with Catherines | PR Lockwood's dream Ch3 letters, vivid, swarm |
| my fingers closed on the fingers of a little, ice-cold hand! The intense horror of nightmare came over me ... Terror made me cruel | PR Lockwood's dream Ch3 fingers, ice, hand, horror, terror, cruel |
| I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas: they’ve gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my mind. | PR Catherine ab. dreams Ch9 dreams, ever after, ideas, wine, colour, mind |
| I heard my master mounting the stairs—the cold sweat ran from my forehead: I was horrified. | PR Nelly ab. master Ch15 mount stairs, sweat, horrified |
| The murdered do[i] haunt their murderers, I believe. | PR Heathcliff to dead Catherine Ch16 murdered, haunt |
| the after punishment grew a mere thing to laugh at. | PR Nelly ab Heathcliff and Catherine Ch6 punishment, laugh |
| We’re dismal enough without conjuring up ghosts and visions to perplex us. | PR Nelly to Catherine ab dreams Ch9 dismal, ghosts, perplex |
| I was superstitious about dreams then, and am still; and Catherine had an unusual gloom in her aspect, that made me dread something from which I might shape a prophecy, and foresee a fearful catastrophe. | PR Nelly ab. dreams Ch9 superstitious, gloom, dread, prophecy, catastrophe |
| Now all is dashed wrong; by the fool’s craving to hear evil of self, that haunts some people like a demon! | PR Catherine to Nelly ab. Heathcliff Ch11 dashed wrong, craving, evil, haunt, demon |
| Because I’m weak, my brain got confused, and I screamed unconsciously ... I dread sleeping: my dreams appal me. | PR Catherine to Nelly Ch12 weak, confused, scream, sleep, dreams |
| Two words would comprehend my future—death and hell: existence, after losing her, would be hell. | PR Heathcliff Ch14 words, future, existence, hell |
| Heathcliff—I shudder to name him! | PR Isabella to Nelly ab Heathcliff Ch17 shudder |
| It was very, very sad: and while I read I sighed, for it seemed as if all joy had vanished from the world, never to be restored. | PR Nelly reading Isabella's letter Ch17 sad, sighed, joy, vanished, world |
| nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, | RR Heathcliff to Catherine Ch15 god, satan, inflict, part |
| Miss Cathy’s riven th’ back off ‘Th’ Helmet o’ Salvation,’ un’ Heathcliff’s pawsed his fit into t’ first part o’ ‘T’ Brooad Way to Destruction! | RR Joseph revealing antics of H and C Ch3 riven back off, HoS, pawsed fit, BWtD |
| I shall be incomparably beyond and above you all / Incomparably beyond and above us all! Whether still on earth or now in heaven, her spirit is at home with God! | RR Catherine to Nelly, Nelly ab. Catherine Ch15, 16 beyond, above, earth, heaven, home, God |
| Your pride cannot blind God! | RR Nelly to Heathcliff Ch16 pride |
| 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! | RR Heathcliff to dead Catherine Ch16 prayer, stiffen, rest, killed, haunt |
| I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul! | RR Heathcliff Ch16 life, soul |
| It is for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive. ... No, God won’t have the satisfaction that I shall | RR Nelly, Heathcliff Ch7 God, punish, forgive, satisfaction |
| He neither wept nor prayed; he cursed and defied: execrated God and man, and gave himself up to reckless dissipation. | RR Hindley Ch8 wept, prayed, cursed, defied, execrated, dissipation |
| All warks togither for gooid to them as is chozzen | RR Joseph quoting Romans 8:28 Ch9 |
| Petted things | MR Desc. of Edgar and Isabella Ch6 P..... t..... |
| I’d not exchange, for a thousand lives, my condition here, for Edgar Linton’s at Thrushcross Grange. | MR Heathcliff ab Edgar Ch6 exchange, lives, condition, Grange |
| I have read more than you would fancy, Mr. Lockwood. You could not open a book in this library that I have not looked into, | MR Nelly to Lockwood Ch7 read, fancy, book, library |
| He might as well plant an oak in a flower-pot, and expect it to thrive, as imagine he can restore her to vigour in the soil of his shallow cares | MR Heathcliff ab Edgar Ch14 oak, pot, thrive, restore, soil, cares |
| That is not my Heathcliff. I shall love mine yet; and take him with me: he’s in my soul. *H as opponent of bourgeois values* | MR Catherine ab Heathcliff when he returns Ch15 not my h, love, soul |
| Did it never strike you that if Heathcliff and I married, we should be beggars? whereas, if I marry Linton I can aid Heathcliff to rise, and place him out of my brother’s power. | MR Catherine to Nelly ab marriage Ch9 married, beggars, linton, rise, power |
| it is strange how custom can mould our tastes and ideas | MR Lockwood to Heathcliff Ch2 custom, mold, ideas |
| It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn. | MR Nelly ab Catherine in Linton Ch10 thorn, honeysuckle |
| the mild and generous are only more justly selfish than the domineering | MR Nelly Ch10 mild, justly, selfish |
| I’ve no more business to marry Edgar Linton than I have to be in heaven | FR Catherine ab Edgar Ch9 business, marry, heaven |
| a white face scratched and bruised, and a frame hardly able to support itself through fatigue | FR Nelly ab Isabella Ch17 scratched, frame, fatigue |
| the housekeeper, a matronly lady, taken as a fixture along with the house | FR Lockwood ab housekeeper Ch2 matronly, fixture, house |
| he wanted no women in the house M/F company determines lifestyle. | FR Nelly ab Heathcliff Ch9 women, house |
| I had to tend them, and take on me the cares of a woman at once | FR Nelly, Ch4 tend, cares, woman |
| [Frances] had neither money nor name | FR Frances Ch6 money, name |
| I would have torn his heart out, and drunk his blood! | PR Heathcliff ab Edgar Ch14 torn, drunk, blood |
| The commonest occurrence startles her painfully | FR/PR Nelly ab Catherine Ch14 occurrence, pain |
| she slipped the gold ring from her third finger, and threw it on the floor. ‘I’ll smash it!’ she continued, striking it with childish spite, ‘and then I’ll burn it!’ | FR/MR Isabella Ch17 ring, smash, childish, burn |
| the house, inside, had regained its ancient aspect of comfort under female management | FR Nelly Ch18 house, regained, comfort, female |
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