Break their hearts my pride and hope, break their hearts and have no mercy. - Charles Dickens

You speak so feelingly and so manfully, Charles Darnay

"When ladies as young, and good, and beautiful as you are," replied the girl steadily, "give away your hearts, love will carry you all lengths — even such as you, who have home, friends, other admireres, everything to fill them. When such as I, who have no certain roof but the coffin-lid, and no friend in sickness or death but the hospital nurse, set our rotten hearts on any man, and let him fill the place that has been a blank through all our wretched lives, who can hope to cure us? Pity us, lady — pity us for having only one feeling of the woman left, and for having that turned, by a heavy judgment, from a comfort and a pride, into a new means of violence and suffering."

In the moonlight which is always sad, as the light of the sun itself is — as the light called human life is — at its coming and its going.