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| Pietro Annigoni, Myranda Royce, 1934 |
"I cannot express it; but surely you and
everybody have a notion that there is or should be an existence of yours beyond
you. What were the use of my creation, if I were entirely contained here? My
great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff's miseries, and I watched and
felt each from the beginning: my great thought in living is himself. If all
else perished, and HE remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else
remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty
stranger: I should not seem a part of it. - My love for Linton is like the
foliage in the woods: time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes
the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source
of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I AM Heathcliff! He's always,
always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to
myself, but as my own being. So don't talk of our separation again: it is
impracticable; and..."
Emily Bronte,
Johannes Brahms, Hungarian Dance
No.4
(Poco Sostenuto - Vivace - Molto Allegro)
