Virginia

“If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?”
― William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice

“She said the word often enough, and there could be no doubt that she meant to say it, but if the often-repeated word had been hate instead of love – despair – revenge – dire death – it could not have sounded from her lips more like a curse”
― Charles Dickens

“Existence, after losing her, would be hell”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“I could wish there were a God, if it were only to ask him to bless thee.”
― Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South