When I was 17 I used to say this was my favourite book except I never finished it. Haha!
And now, I am indeed glad I finally read this, if not only to justify one of the many stupid things I consistently did at age 17 (see also 1-16, 18-24) but because it really is exceptional.
I've read a little about how to interpret it, and despite not really understanding the different viewpoints and how they apply to the text, I can at least appreciate the depth that is available in the prose, and that's just lovely.
Pffft, what am I supposed to say? Good on you, Brontë, 5 stars and an A for effort.