“I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony , half hope. Tell me not that I’m too late, that such precious feelings are gone forever. I offer myself to you again with heart even more your own, than when you almost broke it eight years and a half ago. Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant..”

Jane Austen ( from PERSUASION – Captain Fredrick Wentworth to Anne Elliot)