Charlotte Bronte wrote in the preface to her sister Emilys novel that the book was hewn in a wild workshop with simple tools out of homely materials. Indeed. What was wrought however is almost beautiful...with its blooming bells and balmy fragrance [growing] faithfully close to the giants foot. This is a towering story of the brooding love of Heathcliff for Cathy a woman he cannot have and the revenge he takes on the families who stand in his way.
