" Wuthering Heights? Blithering Depths more like. If this, or anything like it, had been written today it would be instantly despatched to the slush pile marked 'over-wrought juvenilia'. I'm not surprised that teenage girls get all gooey over this - but then they get all gooey over Twilight, which (I am led to believe) has all the literary merits of a sack of spanners. Anyone caught liking this overlong, confusing, badly constructed miasma of drivel should be rapped sharply across the knuckles and told to read Jane Austen instead. I prefer the Monty Python version in semaphore. "
— Henry, 1/8/2014