我不知道还有哪一镯；小说其中爱情的痛苦、迷恋、残酷、执著，曾经如此令人吃惊地描述出来。、《呼啸山庄》使我想起埃尔·格里科的那些伟大的绘画中的一幅，在那幅画上是一片乌云下的昏暗的荒瘠土地的景色，雷声隆隆拖长了的憔悴的人影东歪西倒，被一种不是属于尘世问的情绪弄得恍恍惚惚，他们屏息着。铅色的天空掠过一道闪电，给这一情景加上最后一笔，增添了神秘的恐怖之感。　　——英国当代小说家、创作家  毛姆

　　me， and doing just what her father hated most， showing how herpretended insolence， which he thought real， had more power overHeathcliff than his kindness： how the boy would do her bidding inanything， and his only when it suited his own inclination.　　After behaving as badly as possible all day， she sometimes camefondling to make it up at night.　　Nay， Cathy， the old man would say， I cannot love thee;thourt worse than thy brother. Go， say thy prayers， child， and askGods pardon. I doubt thy mother and I must rue~ that we ever rearedthee ！That made her cry， at first; and then， being repulsed~ continual-ly hardened her， and she laughed if I told her to say she was sorry forher faults， and beg to be forgiven.　　But the hour came， at last， that ended Mr Earnshaws troubles onearth. He died quietly in his chair one October evening， seated by thefire-side.　　A high wind blustered~ round the house， and roared in the chim-ney： it sounded wild and stormy， yet it was not cold， and we were alltogether——I， a little removed from the hearth， busy at my knitting，and Joseph reading his Bible near the table （for the servants generallysat in the house then， after their work was done. ） Miss Cathy hadbeen sick， and that made her still; she leant against her fathers knee，and Heathcliff was lying on the floor with his head in her lap.　　I remember the master， before he fell into a doze， stroking herbonny hair——it pleased him rarely to see her gentle——and saying——　　Why canst thou not always be a good lass， Cathy？　　……