I effing hate it. I can appreciate the genius of Emile Bronte but her writing style is so hard to keep up with, and I'm a reasonably literate person. I'm finding it so hard to stay interested and I'm supposed to be finished by tomorrow.
My best friend had to do a thesis on it or something, and then suddenly announced that I reminded her of Lockwood.. So I thought.. Yes, ok.. I'll read some antiquated book written by a frustrated romantic... Nah, I didn't like it either... Have to twist my mind and my lips just to be able to talk like the characters, and that just ain't GOOD!!!!!!
It's one of those books you like more after reading it. Like Heart of Darkness. But yeah, I'm being forced to read Pride and Prejudice, so I don't think you have too much room to complain.
I liked it all the way through. It was really exciting and made me cry loads. However all that old yorkshire was really hard to understand.
I really liked the book when I read it in high school. I like the line that says "Whatever souls are made of, his and mine are the same." I don't think that is exactly it, but it is close. I like thinking that two souls can be so similar.
That books made me puke a little inside my mouth. Together with Heart of Darkness... now that it was mentioned here.
I liked it so much I read it a few times...I can still see the country side and the old houses in my minds eye, and I must have enjoyed the characters but I could'nt tell you why specifically anymore. Musta been almost 16 years ago that I read it.
I enjoyed it when I read it. Preferred her sister's book Jane Eyre, and actually think Jane Austen is superior to both. The Bronte's are hopeless romantics, whereas Austen has more of a sexually equal point of view towards the whole male/female relationship thing.
