Read the passage carefully and answer the following questions.

“He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire. He had no worldly notion of the terrors of love at first sight; but he knew that these weak evidences were friends in disguise; gifts from the hands of the gods, still holding their places in our mortal world. He took my hand, and our souls rushed together as if we had been two halves of an apple. Catherine's affection for Heathcliff were just like these, perpetual and unalterable. I hope that ours can reach such a height."

("Wuthering Heights", Emily Bronte)