Heathcliff indeed stands unredeemed never once swerving in his arrow straight course to perdition from the time when the little black haired swarthy thing as dark as it came from the Devil
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Heathcliff portrays one solitary human feeling and it is NOT his love for Catherine which is a sentiment fierce and inhuman as passion such as might boil and glow in the bad essence of some evil genius a fire that might form the tormented centre the ever suffering soul of a magnate of the infernal world and by its quenchless and ceaseless ravage effect the execution of the decree which dooms him to carry Hell with him wherever he wanders.
~By Currer Bell
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