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 Heathercliff 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.