"What vain weathercocks we are!"

Wuthering Heights, by Emily Bronte, is not a book to read before you go to bed at night. In fact, it's one of those books that look nice on your shelf because it's a classic but has little value in helping you live a good, upright life. Vanity, love (or should I say lust), obsession, greed, self-centeredness, rivalry, and death: these are the themes of Wuthering Height - a most tragic "love story."

I do enjoy E.Bronte's style of writing, and how she goes about telling the story. It certainly keeps one turning the pages, but in horrid fascination. You must know what happens, but you fear to learn. I commented after I finished reading the book (with a huge smile on my face) that it is awful when one finishes reading a book and is that glad to have finished (for finishing the book was the reason for my smile). I had accomplished my goal. Oh yes, a depressing work indeed. Do not recommend it for young folk, and I am glad I did not read it sooner than I did.

The back cover describes Wuthering Heights in this way:

With its freedom from social convention and its unparalleled emotional intensity, Wuthering Heights is a highly original and deeply tragic work.

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