Wuthering Heights

The last time I read Wuthering Heights I was a senior in high school in my AP Literature class. I’m not sure why, but this book just brings back bad memories whenever I think about it. When I saw that we were going to read it, I almost cried (not really, but did sigh really loudly). But as I started reading it again, I was a lot more interested in it than I was a few years ago. I started understanding things a little better and I started comprehending the plot a lot more. This just proves that you can’t just read something once. In order to get the full effect of the story, you have to read it more than just one time.

Anyway, I really liked some parts of the novel that were in chapter three. For example, on page 38 Mr. Lockwood describes reading a bunch of the deceased Catherine Earnshaw’s dairies. “I shut, and took up another, and another, till I had examined them all. Catherine’s library was select; and its state of dilapidation proved it to have been well used, though not altogether for a legitimate purpose; scarcely one chapter had escaped pen and ink commentary – at least, the appearance of one – covering  every morsel of blank that the printer had left. Some were detached sentences; other parts took the form of a regular diary, scrawled in an unformed, childish hand. At the top of an extra page, quite a treasure probably when first lighted on, I was greatly amused to behold an excellent caricature of my friend Joseph, rudely yet powerfully sketched (38).” I really liked this passage not only because of the imagery that is used to describe the pages in the different books, but also because of the way he describes the books. For instance, the fact that the pages are torn and written and drawn in not only shows that the owner of the books really enjoyed reading, but she enjoyed it so much that she was more than willing to make them her own; to personalize them.