Mary

“He shall never know I love him: and that, not because he's handsome, but because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made out of, his and mine are the same.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.”
― Emily Dickinson

“Heart, we will forget him,

You and I, tonight!

You must forget the warmth he gave,

I will forget the light.”
― Emily Dickinson

“And so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy.”
― Edgar Allan Poe