Wuthering Heights

'May she wake in torment, he cried, with frightful vehemence, stamping his foot, and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. 'Why, she's a liar to the end ! Where is she ? Not there - not in heaven - not perished - where ? Oh ! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings ! And 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 ! The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe - I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad ! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you ! Oh God ! It is ununtterable ! I cannot live without my life ! I cannot live without my soul !'
He dashed his head against the knotted trunk ; and lifting up his eyes, howled, not like a man, but like a savage beast gettint goaded to death with knives and spears.

(...) My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff's miseries, and I watched and felt each from the beginning ; my great thought in living is himself. If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be ; and, if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the Universe would turn to a mighty stranger.

If I were in heaven, Nelly, I should be extremely miserable.