Can it be that chance has made me one of those women so immersed in one man that, whether they are barren or not, they carry with them to the grave the shriveled innocence of an old maid? – Sidonie Gabrielle Colette
Take me to you, imprison me, for I, except you enthrall me, never shall be free, nor ever chaste, except you ravish me. – John Donne
Strange, that some of us, with quick alternate vision, see beyond our infatuations, and even while we rave on the heights, behold the wide plain where our persistent self pauses and awaits us. – George Eliot
He in a few minutes ravished this fair creature, or at least would have ravished her, if she had not, by a timely compliance, prevented him. – Henry Fielding
There arent many irritations to match the condescension which a woman metes out to a man who she believes has loved her vainly for the past umpteen years. – Edward Hoagland
One does not kill oneself for love of a woman, but because love — any love — reveals us in our nakedness, our misery, our vulnerability, our nothingness. – Cesare Pavese
I stalk about her door like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks staying for wattage. – William Shakespeare
