" He shall never know how I love him; and that, not because he’s handsome, Nelly, but because he‘s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire. (Catherine about Heathcliff and Linton, ch. IX, p. 81) "

― , Wuthering Heights