Love

“Near the brick grave there was a tomb erected very soon after the flood for two bodies that were found in close embrace, and it was visited at different moments by two men who both felt that their keenest joy and keenest sorrow were forever buried there.
One of them visited the tomb again with a sweet face beside him – but that was years after.
The other was always solitary. His great companionship was among the trees of the Red Deeps, where the buried joy seemed still to hover like a revisiting spirit.”

Love

While doing Wuthering Heights the teacher said something which struck me. He said that when you fall in love and become one. The whole idea of being one is that one person has to submit totally forgetting his/her ego to the other person. The other becomes more important.