De "Cumbres borrascosas"

“You loved me -then what right had you to leave me? What right -answer me- for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart- you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine" 

Emily Bronte.

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