Mitt første møte med Emily Brontë:
"Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes..."
- Mr. Lockwood
"I'm trying to settle how I shall pay Hindley back. I don't care how long I wait, if I can only do it at last. I hope he will not die before I do!"
- Mr. Heathcliff
Det er ikke lystig lesning, men det er likevel fint å lese et såpass gammeldags språk. Så langt henger jeg med =)