Wuthering Heights.

So, I'm reading this book called Wuthering Heights. It's the best book I have ever read, and I'm only on page 75. It's said alot of things to me that I didn't understand before I read it.

This book was written in the 1800s. So far, the old servant at Wuthering Heights is telling this man a story. He recently got snowed in and was forced to stay at Wuthering Heights. Heathcliff, the keeper, is mean and bitter, and lots of small things happen to the man staying there. Well, once he is able to leave, he does and travels to where he was supposed to be staying, Thrusscross Grange. The old servant there, who had been the servant at Wuthering Heights when she was young, is telling him the whole story behind Wuthering Heights. Catherine was a child when Nelly, the servant, was a child at Wuthering Heights. Long story short, Catherine loved Heathcliff. He was her best friend, her everything. But she loved Edgar Linton from Thrusscross Grange too, but not as she loved Heathcliff. The people at Wuthering Heights were all bitter, disturbed, lower class. The most sane was Catherine and Nelly, if sane at all. The people at Thrusscross Grange, aka the Lintons, we're much more respectable and higher class. You have to read the book to understand. I just wanted to type up some quotes that stuck out to me.

Catherine said this about Edgar when Nelly asked her why she had accepted Edgar's proposal."I love the ground under his feet, and the air above his head, and everything he touches, and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions, and him entirely and altogether."

Catherine said this to Nelly when Nelly asked her that if she married Edgar, what would happen to Heathcliff."I've no more business to marry Edgar Linton than I have to be in heaven; and if the wicked man in there had not brought Heathcliff so low, I shouldn't have thought of it. It would degrade me to marry Heathcliff now; so he shall never know how I love him: and that, not because he's handsome, Nelly, but because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire."

Catherine said his when Nelly told her she would be almost killing Heathcliff if she married Edgar Linton."It is not! It is the best! The others were the satisfaction of my whims: and for Edgar's sake, too, to satisfy him. This is for the sake of one who comprehends in his person my feelings for Edgar and myself. I cannot express it; but surely you and everybody else 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 merely 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 were annihilated, the universe would turn into 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 to myself, but as my own being. So don't talk of our separation again: it is impracticable."

After Heathcliff had run away for over three years and Catherine had married Edgar, he finally came back. This is Catherine and Heathcliff's conversation upon his return, when he visited Thrusscross Grange."I shall think of it a dream tomorrow!" she cried. "I shall not be able to believe that I have seen, and touched, and spoken to you once more. And yet, cruel Heathcliff! You don't deserve this welcome. To be absent and silent for three years, and never to think of me!" "A little more than you have thought of me," he murmured. "I heard of your marriage, Cathy, not long since; and, while waiting in the yard below, I meditated this plan: --just to have one glimpse of your face: a stare of surprise, perhaps, and pretended pleasure; afterwards settle my score with Hindley; and then prevent the law by doing execution on myself. Your welcome has put these ideas out of my mind; but beware of meeting me with another aspect of time! Nay, you'll not drive me off again. You were really sorry for me, were you? Well, there was cause. I've fought through a bitter life since I last heard your voice; and you must forgive me, for I struggled only for you!"

Wow. Powerful stuff. Emily Bronte rocks my socks off. :)
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