How do we see love? Is love something that is to transcend everything, even death? Does love makes one suffer depths of despair that the only release is death? Does love make us forget everything else and focus only on the object of affection? Does love force us to do everything possible, and beyond so as to exact every drop of its essence? Should there be barriers, are we all consumed to remove them and …showed first 75 words of 1679 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1679 total…the moors...” What does this symbolise? Would the vendetta be carried straight into the netherworld? Would death really release them, as would normally be concluded? or, would Catherine have her wish of having both men fulfilled? Catherine is still wearing the locket with Heathcliff’s hair and Edgar’s entwined.... I will then conclude by noting that this powerful, passionate love story defies everything. There is no escape for them. It continues even into death.