Character: Isabella Linton

If this was anyone else, I bowed my head before such grief. But it was him and I was happy; and let's ignoble to insult a fallen enemy, I couldn't miss this opportunity and not to sting him only in moments of his weakness, I can repay him evil for evil.

I was in that state of mind, when anyone be shocked at nothing: in fact, I was as reckless as some criminal at the foot of the gallows.

I recovered from my first desire that he killed me, better kill yourself! He managed to kill my love, so now I'm calm.

Pulling out the nerves with red hot pincers requires more coolness than knocking on the head.

Know in my heart Ellen, and since he killed my heart, I can't sympathize with him.

He's not human, he has no claim on my charity. I gave him my heart and he took it to death, stabbed and flung me back.