'You want a candle to take up-stairs: you might have lit one at this fire.' 'No, I don't wish to go up-stairs,' he said.

'Come in, and kindle _me_ a fire, and do anything there is to do about the room.' 'I must blow the coals red first, before I can carry any,' I replied, getting a chair and the bellows.
He roamed to and fro, meantime, in a state approaching distraction; his heavy sighs succeeding each other so thick as to leave no space for common breathing between.
'When day breaks I'll send for Green,' he said; 'I wish to make some legal inquiries of him while I can bestow a thought on those matters, and while I can act calmly.

I have not written my will yet; and how to leave my property I cannot determine.

I wish I could annihilate it from the face of the earth.' 'I would not talk so, Mr.Heathcliff,' I interposed.

'Let your will be a while: you'll be spared to repent of your many injustices yet! I never expected that your nerves would be disordered: they are, at present, marvellously so, however; and almost entirely through your own fault.
The way you've passed these three last days might knock up a Titan.