In vain have i struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently i admire and love you.
(Pride & Prejudice, Jane Austen - Mr Darcy to Elizabeth Bennet)
You pierce my soul. I am half agnoy, half pain. Unjust i may have been, weak and resentful i have been, but never inconstant.
(Persuasion, Jane Austen)
After i have left you, i always feel sad... In my mind i endlessly relieve your kisses, your tears, your amorous jealousy and the many charms of peerless josephine rage in my heart and in my senses like a scorching fire.
I do not love you at all; on the contrary i detest you. You are an uncouth creature, stupid and good for nothing... Soon i hope to take you in my arms and cover you with a million burning kisses..
(Napoleon Bonaparte to Josephine)
My love is as a fever, longing still
For that which longer nurseth the disease..
For i have sworn thee fair and thought thee bright
Who art as black as hell, as dark as night
(William Shakespeare)
I look back, and in every one point, every word and gesture, every letter, every silence - you have been entirely perfect to me - i would not change one word, one look. My hope and aim are to preserve this love, not to fall from it..
(Robert Browning)
On my last great disappointment i should have lost my courage but for you - my dear little wife. You are my greatest and only stimulus now, to battle with this uncongenial, unsatisfactory and ungrateful life.
(Edgar Allan Poe to Virginia)