"That was his most perfect idea of heaven's happiness: mine was rocking in a rustling green tree, with a west wind blowing, and bright white clouds flitting rapidly above; and not only larks, but throstles, and blackbirds, and linnets, and cuckoos pouring out music on every side, and the moors seen at a distance, broken into cool, dusky dells; but close by great swells of long grass undulating in waves to the breeze; and woods and sounding water, and the whole world awake and wild with joy. He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee."
- Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
20/07/09
4 comments:
NIEGO LEERLA!!'
te quiero
cumbres borrascosas. creo que es la única novela de emily bronte.
en el cole el año pasado nos hicieron leer jane eyre, de charlotte, y la tengo que volver a leer para cambridge.
hay una película,no?
tl;dr?
mi conocimiento bronte termina en jane eyre, que leí 2 veces y voy por una tercera (igual detesto el libro)
tengo que leer cosas de emily. leí de charlotte pero de emily nada! un saludo me gustó tu blog
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