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She was slender, and apparently scarcely past girlhood: an admirable form, and the most exquisite little face that I have ever had the pleasure of beholding; small features, very fair; flaxen ringlets, or rather golden, hanging loose on her delicate neck; and eyes, had they been agreeable in expression, that would have been irresistible:
his thick brown curls were rough and uncultivated,
“Well, yes—oh, you would intimate that her spirit has taken the post of ministering angel, and guards the fortunes of Wuthering Heights,
me—“The clown at my elbow,
ensconcing
malignant
“Catherine Linton,” it replied, shiveringly (why did I think of Linton? I had read Earnshaw twenty times for Linton)—“I’m come home: I’d lost my way on the moor!”
her pretended insolence, which he thought real, had more power over Heathcliff than his kindness:
or he would scarcely have kept the union from his father.
women as commodities
they forgot everything the minute they were together again:
love as medicine
‘Miss Earnshaw scouring the country with a gipsy!
kindling a spark of spirit in the vacant blue eyes of the Lintons—a dim reflection from her own enchanting face.
you have no marks of the manners which I am habituated to consider as peculiar to your class. I am sure you have thought a great deal more than the generality of servants think. You have been compelled to cultivate your reflective faculties for want of occasions for frittering your life away in silly trifles.” Mrs. Dean laughed.
“I certainly esteem myself a steady, reasonable kind of body,” she said; “not exactly from living among the hills and seeing one set of faces, and one series of actions, from year’s end to year’s end; but I have undergone sharp discipline, which has taught me wisdom; and then, I have read more than you would fancy, Mr. Lockwood. You could not open a book in this library that I have not looked into, and got something out of also:
it is as much as you can expect of a poor man’s daughter.
“Frances is quite right: she’ll be perfectly well by this time next week.
love blinds-barrier to reality
her husband persisted doggedly, nay, furiously, in affirming her health improved every day.
The curate dropped calling, and nobody decent came near us, at last; unless Edgar Linton’s visits to Miss Cathy might be an exception. At fifteen she was the queen of the country-side; she had no peer; and she did turn out a haughty, headstrong creature!
“It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,”
cathy to heathcliff
a beautiful fertile valley;
“You accepted him! Then what good is it discussing the matter? You have pledged your word, and cannot retract.”
“There are many things to be considered before that question can be answered properly,” I said, sententiously. “First and foremost, do you love Mr. Edgar?”
nelly represents society so it interesting she asks this first although she admit other factors are involved
“Well, because he is handsome, and pleasant to be with.” “Bad!” was my commentary.
“And he will be rich, and I shall like to be the greatest woman of the neighbourhood, and I shall be proud of having such a husband.”
“Worst of all. And now, say how you love him?”
love for self improvement is worst of all
only goes to convince me that you are ignorant of the duties you undertake in marrying; or else that you are a wicked, unprincipled girl.
I remember her hero had run off,
lockwood classes heathcliff as a hero- he is unreliable but is also an outsider, in a way representing the reader
heroine
interesting considering the variety of meanings
I didn’t know how he gained his money;
It was not the thorn bending to the honeysuckles, but the honeysuckles embracing the thorn.
Mr. Edgar had a deep-rooted fear of ruffling her humour.
the gunpowder lay as harmless as sand, because no fire came near to explode it.
He must get accustomed to him,
accepting heathcliff is part of accepting her
The event of this evening has reconciled me to God and humanity!
heathcliff is jesus in cathy's eyes
Heathcliff—Mr. Heathcliff I should say in future—used
nelly represents society
nameless man,
how edgar perceives heathcliff
Tell her what Heathcliff is: an unreclaimed creature, without refinement, without cultivation; an arid wilderness of furze and whinstone. I’d as soon put that little canary into the park on a winter’s day, as recommend you to bestow your heart on him!
he’s a fierce, pitiless, wolfish man. I never say to him, ‘Let this or that
he couldn’t love a Linton;
And he stared hard at the object of discourse, as one might do at a strange repulsive animal:
villain.
ironic considering byronic hero title
The tyrant grinds down his slaves and they don’t turn against him; they crush those beneath them.
cathy is a tyrant
Having levelled my palace, don’t erect a hovel and complacently admire your own charity in giving me that for a home.
Your presence is a moral poison
I would not strike him with my fist, but I’d kick him with my foot,
smashed the lock
Mr. Linton stood looking at her in sudden compunction and fear.
do not understand eachother so she can manipulate him
if she were so insane as to encourage that worthless suitor, it would dissolve all bonds of relationship between herself and him.
conditional love
the Grange had but one sensible soul in its walls, and that lodged in my body.
nelly positions herself above the plot
