"… still, if looks have language, the merest idiot might have guessed I was over head and ears: she understood me at last, and looked a return- the sweetest of all imaginable looks."

— Wuthering heights - Emily Brontë

"I felt interested in a man who seemed more exaggeratedly reserved than myself."

— Wuthering Heights - Emily Brontë

"I do not believe that I could have fixed on a situation so completely removed from the stir of society. Q perfect misanthropists heaven: and Mr.Heathcliff and I are such a suitable pair to divide the desolation between us."

— Wuthering heights - Emily Brontë

"Sometimes talking, sometimes just sitting together."

— The tigers wife - Tea Obreht

"..an imminent and innate knowledge he could neither dismiss not succumb to. He did not know what to do with it."

— Th tigers wife - Tea Obreht

"I had been taught long ago that there are some stories you keep to yourself."

— The Tigers Wife - Tea Obreht

"I am talking about suddenness. I am trying to explain. I am not warning that man because his life will end in suddenness. He does not need to know this, because it is through the not-knowing that he will not suffer."

— The Tigers Wife - Tea Obreht

"I am by with the other side. I have no side. I am all sides."

— The Tigers Wife - Tea Obreht

". But now, in the country’s last hour, it was clear to him, as it was to me, that the cease-fire had provided the delusion of normalcy, but never peace. When your fight has purpose-to free you from something, to interfere on the behalf of an innocent-it has a hope of finality. When the fight is about unraveling-when it is about your name, the places to which your blood is anchored, the attachment of your name to some landmark or event-there is nothing but hate, and the long, slow progression of people who feed on it and are fed it, meticulously, by the ones who come before them. Then the fight is endless, and comes in waves and waves, but always retains its capacity to surprise those who hope against it."

— The Tigers Wife - Tea Obreht

"If it could somehow contain what was happening, make it reasonable, distant and insignificant."

— The Tigers Wife - Tea Obreht

"I kept waiting for him to say it, but he didn’t, and then I let him not say anything, and I didn’t say anything, either…"

— The Tigers Wife - Tea Obreht

"he could not rid himself of the feeling that something had shifted, crawled between himself and the tiger and the tiger’s wife until the distances between them, which he had slowly and carefully been closing, had gone back to something insurmountable."

— The Tigers Wife - Tea Obreht

"He began to feel the same emptiness that found him in the darkness of his room at home."

— The Tigers Wife - Tea Obreht

"Death squatting in it-a man, just a man, a patient-looking winged man with the unmoving eyes of a thief."

— The Tigers Wife - Tea Obreht

"Death, winged and quiet, was already in the house with him. It hovered in the spaces between people and things, between his bed and the lamp, between his room and Magdalena’s-always there, drifting between rooms, especially when his mind was temporarily elsewhere, especially when he was asleep."

— The Tigers Wife - Tea Obreht