I know not where His islands lift
Their fronded palms in air;
I only know I cannot drift
Beyond His love and care.

I walk with bare, hushed feet the ground
Ye tread with boldness shod;
I dare not fix with mete and bound
The love and power of God...
I know not where his islands lift
Their fronded palms in the air;
I only know I cannot drift
Beyond his love and care.

He knows that nothing can move me or take me away from him.

I am too close for him to dream of me. I don't flutter over him, don't flee him beneath the roots of trees. I am too close. The caught fish doesn't sing with my voice. The ring doesn't roll from my finger. I am too close.

Nor can his blessed soul look down from heaven,
Or break the eternal sabbath of his rest.

I love him, oh! I love him; but he won't let himself be loved.

you can't get away from yourself by moving from one place to another.

Love, which absolves no one beloved from loving,
seized me so strongly with his charm that,
as you see, it has not left me yet.

Love brought us to one death.

No wind serves him who addresses his voyage to no certain port.

When I tried to push him away, he only held on to me more tightly. I have always appreciated how he never lets me go. I need that. My natural instinct is for flight and the safety of solitude.

A man never goes so far as when he does not know whither he is going.

I never change, except in my affections.

Mi cariño a Heathcliff es como son las rocas del fondo de la tierra, que permanecen eternamente iguales sin cambiar jamás. Es un afecto del que no puedo prescindir.

A man never goes so far as when he does not know wither he is going.