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“Oh, I’m burning! I wish I were out of doors! I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free; and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I so changed? why does my blood rush into a hell of tumult at a few words? I’m sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills. Open the window again wide: fasten it open!”

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Wuthering Heights

Emily Brontë's Wuthering Heights is a profound and haunting narrative that delves into the lives of Heathcliff and Catherine Earnshaw, two individuals whose intense and tumultuous relationship shapes their destinies. Set in the wild moors of Yorkshire, the story explores themes of class, obsession, and the enduring power of love. more

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