Emily Brontë e Keeper
I knelt to pet it between the slats of the fence. Its eyes shone with emotion—with desire and what looked like love. Rózsa let me put the rice in its dish. The dog gobbled it up. I stroked its little brow. When we went back to the house, the dog yelped piteously behind us. Looking back, I saw its head bobbing urgently over the fence.
“It would not
Elif Batuman • The Idiot
“I would scarcely have admitted it at that moment but there is something extraordinary in the ordinary practice of keeping animals as domestic companions. The unconditional love we are capable of expressing for small beings can mask but not overcome the fact that we love what we can never finally know. We can love only what cannot be fully
... See more7. Emily Brontë’s Wuthering Heights — a love story that refuses to end at death. haunting isn’t just a ghost at the window, but an obsession that reshapes generations, long after the lovers are gone.