Emily Brontë’s only novel, Wuthering Heights (1847) is one of the great one-offs of English literature — a ferocious story of all-consuming childish love, told in fierce, attacking prose. Wuthering Heights was the book that made me a serious reader. Are you more Wuthering Heights or Thrushcross Grange? AdvertisementHaworth is a must-visit for any Brontë fan ALAMYIt isn’t my first time to Brontëland, I should stress. For the past 300 years the hall has belonged to the family of William Wilberforce, who, in addition to helping to abolish slavery, paid to put Patrick Brontë, Emily’s father, through Cambridge University.

Source: The Times February 14, 2026 17:01 UTC