#heights

I have never been in any country where they did not do something better than we do it, think some thoughts better than we think, catch some inspiration from heights above our own. ↗

— Maria Mitchell

#any #been #better #catch #country

Am I a romantic? I've seen "Wuthering Heights" ten times. I'm a romantic. ↗

— Johnny Depp

#movies #romance #wuthering-heights #movies

I don't want to see the military falling. I want to see the military rising to dignified heights of professionalism and true patriotism. ↗

— Aung San Suu Kyi

#falling #heights #i #military #patriotism

I love dressing up, but I do find the red carpet thing quite stressful. When I went to Venice Film Festival last month to promote 'Wuthering Heights,' I told my boyfriend beforehand 'I will be a nightmare, I will cry, I will be nervous.' Actually once I was there, it was fine. ↗

— Kaya Scodelario

#beforehand #boyfriend #carpet #cry #dressing

Surely there is grandeur in knowing that in the realm of thought, at least, you are without a chain; that you have the right to explore all heights and depth; that there are no walls nor fences, nor prohibited places, nor sacred corners in all the vast expanse of thought. ↗

— Robert Green Ingersoll

#corners #depth #expanse #explore #fences

I was on HPD--Heathcliff Protection Duty--in Wuthering Heights for two years, and believe me, the ProCaths tried everything. I personally saved him from assassination eight times. ↗

— Jasper Fforde

#humor #wuthering-heights #humor

I am going to open myself up to all that is superior in the world and beyond and I am going to spend time trying to take delight in things! Not finding ruin in them! If the ruin of you is what you look for, the ruin of you is what you are going to find! ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#higher-heights #inspirational-life #inspirational-quotes #wisdom-inspirational #wisdom-quotes

How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me. ↗

— Emily Brontë

#love

The intense horror of nightmare came over me: I tried to draw back my arm, but the hand clung to it, and a most melancholy voice sobbed, 'Let me in - let me in!' 'Who are you?' I asked, struggling, meanwhile, to disengage myself. 'Catherine Linton,' it replied, shiveringly (why did I think of LINTON? I had read EARNSHAW twenty times for Linton) - 'I'm come home: I'd lost my way on the moor!' As it spoke, I discerned, obscurely, a child's face looking through the window. ↗

— Emily Brontë

#wuthering-heights #melancholy

I critique market-based medicine not because I haven't seen its heights but because I've seen its depths. ↗

— Paul Farmer

#critique #depths #haven #heights #i