Today’s another of those disconnected, irrelevant quotes. It’s not attached to any particular situation in my life, like I tend to do. I haven’t got the patience or time for that, because tomorrow I have a job interview. I’m trying to figure out clothes. Trying not to freak out, and in a minute I’ll go and play my uplifting power songs. (Is it just me, or do I always seem to post a quote when I have a job interview coming up?)
This is one of those quotes that lodges into my brain and stays there, always on the edge of my mind and sometimes in the centre. It comes from Emily Bronte’s Wuthering Heights.
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.