Oh,I'll not comfort you! My tears don't love you, Cathy. They blight and
curse and damn you!
Heathcliff,don't break my heart.
Oh,Cathy,I never broke your heart. You broke it! Cathy，Cathy，you loved
me! What right to throw love away for the poor fancy thing you felt for
him, for a handful of wealthiness? Misery and death and all the evils that
God and man could have handed down would never have parted us. You did
that alone.You wandered off like a wanton, greedy child to break your heart