Frasi di Emily Brontë pagina 4

“A che servirebbe essere stata creata se fossi tutta contenuta qui? Le mie grandi pene a questo mondo sono state le pene di Heathcliff, e io le ho osservate e provate tutte fin dall'inizio; il mio grande pensiero nella vita è lui. Se tutto il resto perisse, e lui rimanesse, io continuerei a esistere; e se tutto il resto rimanesse, e lui fosse annientato, l'universo mi diventerebbe totalmente estraneo. Io non sembrerei farne parte. Il mio amore per Linton è come le fronde di un bosco. Il tempo le cambierà, ne sono consapevole, come l'inverno cambia gli alberi… il mio amore per Heathcliff somiglia all'eterna roccia sottostante… fonte di scarsa gioia visibile, ma necessaria.”

20; 1971

“Se tutto il resto perisse e lui restasse, io continuerei a essere; e, se tutto il resto persistesse e lui venisse annientato, l'universo mi diverrebbe estraneo; non mi sembrerebbe di esserne parte.”

Emily Brontë Frasi e Citazioni

“Sono felice quanto più lontana | sospingo la mia anima dalla casa di argilla | nella notte spazzata dal vento e dalla luna, | e per i mondi di luce l'occhio vagabonda – || Quand'io non sono e nessuno accanto – | né terra né mare né cieli puliti – | ma solo spirito che erra all'aperto | e percorre l'immenso, l'infinito.”

Wuthering Heights

“Se tutto il resto perisse, tranne lui, continuerei a esistere; e se tutto il resto rimanesse, e lui fosse annientato, l'universo mi sarebbe estraneo. Non ne farei più parte.”

5; 1971

“Lo stare insieme è nello stesso tempo per noi essere liberi come nella solitudine, essere contenti come in compagnia.”

Cime tempestose

“.. tutto è rovinato dalla sciocca ansia di sentir dire male di sé che perseguita certa gente come un demone.”

cap. XXXVIII
To be together is for us to be at once as free as in solitude, as gay as in company.
Jane Eyre

“E addirittura, non oso lasciarlo languire, | non oso indulgere nel dolore ammaliante del ricordo; | una volta bevuta a fondo questa angoscia fra le più divine, | come potrei ancora cercare il vuoto mondo?”

cap. XI
Cime tempestose, Catherine

“Ognuno di noi ha dovuto cominciare, incespicando e barcollando sulla soglia, e se i nostri insegnanti ci avessero scherniti anziché aiutarci, continueremmo ancora oggi a incespicare e a barcollare.”

“Ma, Heathcliff, se io ora ti sfidassi a farlo, ne avresti il coraggio? Se lo avrai ti terrò con me. Non giacerò là da sola. Possono seppellirmi dodici piedi sotto terra, e gettarmi sopra la chiesa intera; ma non riposerò fino a quando tu non starai con me. Mai!”

“Il tiranno stritola i suoi schiavi e questi non gli si rivoltano contro, ma stritolano quanti sono sotto di loro. Tu puoi torturarmi a morte soltanto per divertirti; ma devi lasciare che io mi diverta a mia volta allo stesso modo. E per quanto puoi, evita di insultarmi. Dopo aver raso al suolo il mio palazzo, non costruirmi un tuguri compiacendoti di aver avuto la carità di darmelo come casa.”

cap. XII
Cime tempestose, Catherine

“Io vorrei che mi dicessi, in tutta sincerità, se Catherine soffrirebbe molto per la sua perdita: è ciò, che mi trattiene. E qui, vedi, sta la differenza tra i nostri sentimenti: se lui fosse stato al mio posto e io al suo, sebbene io lo odii di un odio che mi ha avvelenato tutta la vita, non avrei mai alzato una mano sopra di lui. Padronissima di non credermi, se vuoi. Io non lo avrei mai allontanato dalla sua compagna, finché a lei fosse piaciuto. Al momento stesso in cui Cathy non gli avesse più voluto bene, gli avrei strappato il cuore e bevuto il sangue: ma fin là, e se non mi credi non mi conosci, ma fin là sarei morto ad oncia ad oncia prima di torcergli un capello!”

Origine: Cime tempestose, Heathcliff, XI

“È duro perdonare, e guardare codesti occhi, e toccare codeste mani consunte. Baciami ancora; e non farmi vedere i tuoi occhi! Ti perdono per quello che mi hai fatto. Io amo la mia assassina; ma il tuo assassino, come potrei perdonarlo?”

cap. XIV
Cime tempestose, Heathcliff

“E quando ho dormito nella sua camera… ne sono stato cacciato. Non potevo dormire là perché nel momento in cui chiudevo gli occhi, lei era fuori dalla finestra, o apriva i pannelli, o entrava nella stanza, o, perfino, appoggiava la sua testa adorata sullo stesso cuscino su cui lo faceva da bambina; e io dovevo aprire gli occhi per vedere. E così li aprivo e li chiudevo cento volte ogni notte… per essere sempre deluso!”

cap. XV
Cime tempestose, Heathcliff

“È un grande libro perché il romanticismo vi emerge in spazi di una immensità serena e si manifesta in vaste forme primitive e grandiose, sdegnose di ogni ornamento frivolo.”

Origine: Cime tempestose, Heathcliff, XXIX

“Non c'è spazio per la Morte.”

John Cowper Powys

“Sono vane le migliaia di credi
Che muovono i cuori degli uomini: completamente vane.”

da No Coward Soul Is Mine

“Dentro di sé è convinto che nessun potere mortale lo farà cadere. Solo la mano della Morte può sottrarre la vittoria alle sue braccia e Harold è pronto a soccombere di fronte ad essa, perché il tocco di quella mano è, per un eroe, ciò che il colpo che gli ha dato la libertà è per uno schiavo.”

da No Coward Soul Is Mine

“Era già duro che la natura umana | sapessi vuota, serva e menzognera; | ma più duro fidare nel mio spirito | e trovarvi la stessa corruzione.”

da Le Roi Harold

1; 1971

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

4; 1971

Emily Brontë: Frasi in inglese

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

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Origine: Wuthering Heights

“If thou weren't more a lass than a lad, I'd fell thee this minute, I would; pitiful lath of a crater!”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Origine: Wuthering Heights

“No, reprobate! You are a castaway - be off, or I'll hurt you seriously! I'll have you all modeled in wax and clay; and the first who passes the limits I fix, shall — I'll not say what he shall be done to — but, you'll see! Go, I'm looking at you!”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Hareton Earnshaw to Linton Heathcliff (Ch. XXI).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“First melted off the hope of youth
Then Fancy's rainbow fast withdrew
And then experience told me truth
In mortal bosoms never grew
'Twas grief enough to think mankind
All hollow servile insincere
But worse to trust to my own mind
And find the same corruption there”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Catherine Linton to Joseph (Ch. III).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“For that mist may break when the sun is high
And this soul forget its sorrow
And the rose ray of the closing day
May promise a brighter morrow.”

I Am the Only Being (1836)

“The worst tempered bit of a sickly slip that ever struggled into its teens! Happily, as Mr. Heathcliff conjectured, he'll not win twenty! I doubt whether he'll see spring indeed — and small loss to his family, whenever he drops off; and lucky it is for us that his father took him. The kinder he was treated, the more tedious and selfish he'd be! I'm glad you have no chance of having him for a husband, Miss Catherine!”

What Use Is It To Slumber Here?

“You are worse than twenty foes, you poisonous friend!”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Nelly Dean on Linton Heathcliff (Ch. XXIII).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“What matters it, that, all around,
Danger, and guilt, and darkness lie,
If but within our bosom's bound
We hold a bright, untroubled sky,
Warm with ten thousand mingled rays
Of suns that know no winter days?”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Isabella Linton to Catherine Earnshaw (Ch. X).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“"Wuthering" being a significant provincial adjective, descriptive of the atmospheric tumult to which its station is exposed in stormy weather. Pure, bracing ventilation they must have up there at all times, indeed: one may guess the power of the north wind blowing over the edge, by the excessive slant of a few stunted firs at the end of the house; and by a range of gaunt thorns all stretching their limbs one way, as if craving alms of the sun.”

To Imagination (1846)

“On a mellow evening in September, I was coming from the garden with a heavy basket of apples which I had been gathering. It had got dusk, and the moon looked over the high wall of the court, causing undefined shadows to lurk in the corners of the numerous projecting portions of the building. I set my burden on the house steps by the kitchen door, and lingered to rest, and draw in a few more breaths of the soft, sweet air; my eyes were on the moon, and my back to the entrance, when I heard a voice behind me say”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Mr. Lockwood (Ch. I).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“I heard of your marriage, Cathy, not long since; and, while waiting in the yard below, I meditated this plan — just to have one glimpse of your face — a stare of surprise, perhaps, and pretended pleasure; afterward settle my score with Hindley; and then prevent the law by doing execution on myself. Your welcome has put these ideas out of my mind; but beware of meeting me with another aspect next time!”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Nelly Dean (Ch. X).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“But, thou art ever there, to bring
The hovering vision back, and breathe
New glories o'er the blighted spring,
And call a lovelier Life from Death,
And whisper, with a voice divine,
Of real worlds, as bright as thine.”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Heathcliff (Ch. X).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“Instead of a wild, hatless little savage jumping into the house, and rushing to squeeze us all breathless, there lighted from a handsome black pony a very dignified person with brown ringlets falling from the cover of a feathered beaver, and a long cloth habit which she was obliged to hold up with both hands that she might sail in.”

To Imagination (1846)

“He's such a cobweb, a pinch would annihilate him.”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Nelly Dean on Catherine Earnshaw (Ch. VII).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“A heaven so clear, an earth so calm,
So sweet, so soft, so hushed an air;
And, deepening still the dreamlike charm,
Wild moor-sheep feeding everywhere.”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Heathcliff on Linton Heathcliff (Ch. XXIX).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“They are afraid of nothing," I grumbled, watching their approach through the window. "Together they would brave Satan and all his legions.”

Stanza vii.
A Little While, a Little While (1846)

“He was, and is yet most likely, the wearisomest self-righteous Pharisee that ever ransacked a Bible to rake the promises to himself and fling the curses to his neighbours.”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Mr. Lockwood (Ch. XXXIV).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“Cold in the earth—and the deep snow piled above thee,
Far, far, removed, cold in the dreary grave!
Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee,
Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave?”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Nelly Dean on Joseph (Ch. V).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“Yesterday, you know, Mr. Earnshaw should have been at the funeral. He kept himself sober for the purpose - tolerably sober; not going to bed mad at six o'clock, and getting up drunk at twelve. Consequently he rose, in suicidal low spirits; as fit for the church as for a dance; and instead, he sat down by the fire and swallowed gin or brandy by tumblerfuls.”

Remembrance (1846)

“Then let my winds caress thee —
Thy comrade let me be —
Since naught beside can bless thee
Return and dwell with me”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Isabella Linton (Ch. XVII).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“If I were only sure it would kill him," she interrupted, "I’d kill myself directly! These three awful nights, I’ve never closed my lids — and oh, I’ve been tormented! I’ve been haunted, Nelly! But I begin to fancy you don’t like me. How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me.”

Shall Earth No More Inspire Thee (May 1841)

“So hopeless is the world without;
The world within I doubly prize;
Thy world, where guile, and hate, and doubt,
And cold suspicion never rise;
Where thou, and I, and Liberty,
Have undisputed sovereignty.”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Catherine Earnshaw (Ch. XII).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“"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!"”

To Imagination (1846)

“Her position before was sheltered from the light: now, I had a distinct view of her whole figure and countenance. She was slender, and apparently scarcely past girlhood: an admirable form, and the most exquisite little face that I have ever had the pleasure of beholding: small features, very fair; flaxen ringlets, or rather golden, hanging loose on her delicate neck; and eyes — had they been agreeable in expression, they would have been irresistible.”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Heathcliff (Ch. XI).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“Don't you think Hindley would be proud of his son, if he could see him? Almost as proud as I am of mine. But there's this difference, one is gold put to the use of paving stones; and the other is tin polished to ape a service of silver. Mine has nothing valuable about it; yet I shall have the merit of making it go as far as such poor stuff can go. His had first-rate qualities, and they are lost — rendered worse than unavailing.”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Mr. Lockwood on Catherine Linton (Ch. II).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“When weary with the long day's care,
And earthly change from pain to pain,
And lost and ready to despair,
Thy kind voice calls me back again:
Oh, my true friend! I am not lone,
While thou canst speak with such a tone!”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Heathcliff (Ch. XXI).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“Rough as a saw-edge, and hard as whinstone! The less you meddle with him the better.”

To Imagination (1846)

“My cousin fancies you are an idiot. There you experience the consequence of scorning "book larning," as you would say. Have you noticed, Catherine, his frightful Yorkshire pronunciation?”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Nelly Dean on Heathcliff (Ch. IV).
Wuthering Heights (1847)

“Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee,
While the world's tide is bearing me along;
Other desires and other hopes beset me,
Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong!”

Emily Brontë libro Cime tempestose

Linton Heathcliff to Hareton Earnshaw (Ch. XXI).
Wuthering Heights (1847)