hopeless romantic

I can no longer listen in silence. […] You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone forever. I offer myself to you again with a 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. […] You do believe that there is true attachment and constancy among men. Believe it to be most fervent, most undeviating in

F.W.

— Persuasion, Jane Austen (it’s a spoiler, highlight to read)

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