She looked out upon a world cleft into gigantic disorder and felt within her the power to unite it in a book... She could free life from its dependence on facts; with a few touches indicate the spirit of a face so that it needs no body; by speaking of the moor make the wind blow and the thunder roar. -- Virginia Woolf
As I crouched in a corner with a copy of Wuthering Heights, I had the sensation that it was not the torch that was lighting up this intimate space, but the book itself. The book was radiant, the words shone. -- Jeanette Winterson
A masterpiece... I still get shivers down my spine whenever I read the words of Cathy: 'I am Heathcliff!' -- Bonnie Greer