There is, in lovers, a certain infatuation of egotism; they will have a witness of their happiness, cost that witness what it may. - Charlotte Brontë

"Jane Eyre
"I desired more...than was within my reach. Who blames me? Many call me discontented. I couldn't help it: the restlessness is in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes.

It seemed as if my tongue pronounced words without my will consenting to their utterance: something spoke out of me over which I had no control.

Unlawful pleasure, trenching on another’s rights, is delusive and envenomed pleasure—its hollowness disappoints at the time, its poison cruelly tortures afterwards, its effects deprave forever.