I still have to read Villette and the Professor. Wuthering Heights is my favourite book of all time (joint with the Bell Jar). The first time I read it I didn’t like it - didn’t understand why people thought it was such a good love story. Then I read it again with the knowledge that it’s not a positive example of what love looks like - it’s passion, jealousy, selfishness. Now I love it and reread it every few years.