I first read this as a teenager. Recently I watched a televised version which lead me to picking this up again. 
 As an angst-loving adult reader I think I appreciated both the writing and the story more on this re-read. At times the writing is melodramatic and over the top, and then at others there is a real quiet beauty in Bronte's observations. Even if you think Cathy is a selfish rotten wretch I dont know how you can't be moved by her speech about how she IS Heathcliff. Heathcliff himself - the villain or the tortured soul driven made by his obssession - even if you think he is monstrous, there is a passion there that sets this story apart.